Quiet day thank heavens

Or rather it was quiet until my mother came over to see how I make the gluten free bread. I feel a bit bad though. She used to be such an adventursome cook, and somewhere during the years, she lost it. We talked about it some, and she got to reminiscing and tried to figure out when she lost her confidence in cooking. At one time she used to teach cooking, and she used to love to create in the kitchen. It all left me feeling a bit sad really.

But anyway, she brought some of her flour over to use along with some Hazelnut flour and her agave syrup as she is diabetic so we really shouldn't bake her breads with sugar. But we did do some baking with Buttermilk as that is one of the dairy products she can have. We are finally getting her squared away with some of the food stressors for her besides wheat. But we had fun and she got to see how simple it was to mix up the breads in the mixer and what the texture should look like, and really how little time it took to rise and bake. That in and of itself amazed her how simple it really was. Then I had some fun and made her the Chocolate drop cookies with the agave syrup and subbed 1/2 buttermilk and 1/2 water in the recipe where it called for milk. We split everything I made today, and did it all in less than 3 hours. She was so thrilled to be able to know that it really is that simple to make this stuff and I sent her home with the recipes we did today along with pancake/waffles, and buttermilk cake doughnuts. She was so excited that she could have PANCAKES again! And Doughnuts! I was just happy to see that it gave her the confidence again to try it all. Now if the rest of the family would be supportive and let her create instead of badgering her or being critical, she would be ok.

I did encourage her to just finally put her foot down and allow no more wheat or sweets in the house. This way there is no cross contamination, and everyone will eat healthier.

My house now will be totally no wheat because the hubby is also wheat intolerant we found, along with leaf lettuce and white potatoes of all things. LOL While he is sad about losing some of his favorite comfort foods to include Ruffles, he knows he will finally start feeling better overall and it will help him lose the weight too. So now he just has to learn to move to the new favorites. :o) I am really enjoying doing without, and now have to forge ahead and make tortillas tomorrow perhaps because I need to cut out most of my corn consumption, and darn it, I like my breakfast burritos. LOL So, onward and upward. And to figure out how to get rid of that case of Eggos without giving them to my family and encouraging more wheat in the house. I think I know who I might give all the wheat stuff to. I will talk to her on Monday. :o)

And maybe, just maybe I can help my mom some and she might finally start to listen to me some that I do know what I am doing most of the time. LOL..... And I hope she has fun making her pancakes tomorrow for breakfast, she was going to make the batter tonight and put it in the fridge to have tomorrow for breakfast. I told her to make a couple of small ones for the grandsons to try. I'll be curious to know how it goes.

And now to convince my father to let the change to a wheat free household happen. I love my dad to pieces, but he is a stick in the mud about changes. He absolutely hates changes in the home environment or for himself at times for that matter. The last time we were able to pull a big change was when he was in the hospital with heart problems, we went through their pantry and cleaned house! LOL Oh boy did he growl and bitch for several days! Glad I wasn't there to deal with it. LOL LOL Getting the change to happen will mean removing him from the house I guess for awhile again or just putting the foot down and saying no more. Same for my sister. I worry because she is so chronically ill, addicted to carbs and sugars. I wish she wasn't in denial and would try.

Oh well I could go on in this vein for awhile.... but until people are ready to change and know they need it to happen, it won't, no matter how much we love them or try to help make it happen.