Sheila's Guests and Reviews

I'm the one that's gluten-free. The son that lives with us is vegetarian. And with only three of us at home this Thanksgiving, only two of whom are carnivores, we decided to try for a gluten-free vegetarian Thanksgiving dinner menu. High point: This time I didn't make a black bean casserole that looked like a loaf of cornbread piled on top of a can of beans. Even higher point: Today--Tuesday--the son announced, while studying at his computer, that... He liked my cornbread (A first. Gluten-free baking, at least my gluten-free baking, is often boring and dry, but I added salsa to the dough this time and, apparently, it worked!) He doesn't like squash, and had serious doubts when I triumphantly carried my stuffed acorn squash to the table, but it was really good As was the rice stuffing with bits of cranberry in it (so now I know what stuffing to do for Christmas). Oh, and that Indian thing I did last week apparently tasted nice too. I think my son just made my da...

We went out for dinner with our sons yesterday to celebrate Fathers' Day. I don't know about my long-suffering husband, but I had a wonderful time. The restaurant had separate menus for gluten-free and vegetarian that looked just like the real thing--no hastily printed slips of paper photocopied in the back room. My vegetarian son didn't have to search for the ubiquitous "v," or read the small-print for meat, and I didn't have to ask all the boring, and embarrassing, questions about "Please will you check with the chef." What luxury. Then there was the food. They brought bread and sauces while we waited, and explained straight away that there'd be something for me in a few minutes. I'm not sure exactly what it was--some sort of coated fried vegetable--but it dipped beautifully and tasted just great. They even brought separate sauce for me so we wouldn't have to worry about breadcrumbs. All without my asking! All at no extra charge! Dinner...