Don’t you just hate it when you have a great idea, but it turns to crap right before your very eyes?
That’s what happened yesterday with my husband’s oh-so-thoughtful Valentine’s Day present. You may recall he gave me an entire year’s worth of gluten-free treats from the GFree Pantry. Once a month, I am scheduled to receive a wonderful, inspiring cornucopia of delicious foods to make me forget I can no longer eat Devil’s Food Cake or drink bourbon. Here’s what a sample box looks like on the website:
Here’s what arrived in the mail yesterday:
Eight small packets, in a large carton, surrounded by a lot of — presumably gluten-free — air. For $23.00. I got Caveman Crunch Mix (oddly fluffy, possibly from the space program, circa 1975); I got Caveman Chicken Jerky (more on that below). And then, for a change of pace, I also got Paleopeople Cacao Nut Granola Clusters — which look, feel, and taste like a raisin that got stuck on the bottom of your boot during a sandy (and possibly also muddy) hike in the rain. At the very bottom of the box, I found a heavy block of something called a Macrobar, which is described as “A Big Picture Food”.
I can draw that picture right now, and it will not be pretty.
You may ask, “What do all these items have in common?” And I will tell you: They are the kinds of things that, when you offer them to your children, they will say, “Mommy, please don’t make me eat that.”
Followed by, “It looks like a dog treat.”
I tried. Really I did. I did everything I could to make the Caveman Foods Spicy BBQ Chicken Jerky seem appetizing. Here are three tempting presentations:
Nothing worked. The kids will not eat the jerky. My husband will not eat the jerky. I (obviously) will not eat the jerky. Sarah, Sarah, where is our gluten-free spittoon when I need it?
But then I looked at Lulu. And I looked at that horrible, unappetizing Spicy BBQ gluten-free meat product.
She was not enthusiastic, but she did eat it. She is a living, breathing gluten-free spittoon.
Once upon a time, in 1987, in Marmaris Turkey, we met an Australian who didn’t like the eggplant appetizer. He said, “This food is crappy. And such small portions.” That pretty much sums up my experience thus far with specialized gluten-free food products. You want to know why I am a Gluten-Free bitch? Look in the box.
I just cancelled my GFree Pantry subscription. Now I’m going to go in the kitchen and eat a bag of chocolate chips. Got the picture?