Romance in a box. Over the past 20 plus years, my husband and I have shared many lovely Valentine’s Days. There was red wine. There was chocolate (there was a lot of chocolate). There was some lingerie. There have been vases full of red roses. But this year takes the cake (pun intended). What did he give me to celebrate our love today? A year full of gluten-free treats.
That’s right. Over the past few months, he’s been right there at my side, as I snivel and scowl through the supermarket, and our favorite Thai restaurant (“chicken satay with no sauce, please”), and Christmas (no persimmon pudding, no french toast, no Yorkshire pudding, yuck). He even offered to go gluten-free with me, which I completed rejected. I mean, really, it’s bad enough that I have to give up hamburgers; should he have to do it, too?
Basically, he has been a champ. And now, on this day of love and romance, he comes through with the box of Pirate’s Booty, Glutino Pretzels, and Macrobars. Plus — as he gleefully informed me when he got home from work tonight —this Valentine’s gift is deductible as a business expense! Ahh… the romance of it.
It’s not too late. If you are reading this blog as a way to support your Celiac Loved One, you can still go online and join the Gluten Free Tasting Club. Or…possibly less emotionally complicated, you can buy it for yourself. Here’s the link: http://www.gfreepantry.com. And here’s what they say:
GFreePantry makes gluten free dieting simple. Stop scouring the aisles for certified gluten free snacks. Subscribe to the gluten free tasting club and discover new tasty gluten free snacks each month. Discover your next favorite snack, learn a new recipe, share your own gluten free recipes with the GFree world.
I’ll keep you posted on what comes in the box, and whether it tastes like… the box.
Bye bye for now,
Enid
Daily Treat: Dinner out with my thoughtful hubby, where I will eat something gluten-free and (hopefully) good. I know there will be a gluten-free choice on the prix-fixe menu because I called the restaurant in advance and asked. Now, is that brutal or what? Now I have to call ahead before I go on our romantic dinner.
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