The Plight of the Gluten-Free Yogi
So my husband turns to me and says, “How’s the new bread?”
I look up and say, “...it could use some gluten.”
It all started out when I heard the words, “I want you to go gluten-free,” from my naturopath.
The funny thing is she smiled, as she looked at me and handed over the paper with “The List” and of things I could no longer enjoy. I began to smile and we both, had a laugh. Hers was from a place of joy, mine stemmed from that place where fear, meets trauma, meets despair.
After a brief breakdown on what to do and some positive encouragement, I was sent out into the world as a new and improved gluten-free yogi. In all honesty nothing could be more cliché.... I mean, how many yogis have you met that are buckwheat eating, raw veggie chomping, detox loving, gluten-free proclaimers! All of these things in the west equating to uber spirituality of course. I thought to myself, bugger, now I’m going to have to join the flock.
The long and short of it is that it hasn’t been that bad, but it is absolutely unbelievable how many things have gluten in them; ice cream for instance, I mean come on guys, soy sauce, seasonings, chocolates, pretty much all packaged food unless specified GF.
And so a quest was born, it has become my mission to seek out deliciousness within the gluten-free world. So here’s the skinny:
Get into your different grains like; quinoa, all rice types, buckwheat and the like
If you’re eating out call ahead, some places do amazing dishes, and actually most Mexican works
If you’re needing fatty indulgence- make up some homemade sweet potato wedges
Rest assured that some of the most decadent sweets I have experienced are gf, and I do consider myself a bit of an expert on sweets. Love me some cake!
So don’t worry when you’re told you have to be gf, it’ll be alright. you’ll still get to enjoy deliciousfoods, hey and maybe you’ll even become uber spiritual ;)
A yogi- signing out
Love, A x