the gluten free authority

Friday night. Potluck. We ate so well. I made my infamous burgers - (mash up ground pork, finely chopped bacon, 2 eggs, diced onion, quinoa, cilantro & garlic salt and let sit to let the flavours make out before grilling). Serve with cheese, spinach, caramelized onions, mushrooms and 2 squirts of mayo. (Burger salad they called it.)

A tangy potato salad, exploding with dill & vinegared green beans was devoured. Every last bit of fresh simple guacamole was scraped from the bowl.

Then we ate ice cream cones. The regulars had sugar cones. I had mine in a gluten free cone that I’d picked up for a song off a clearance shelf at Save On. It’s been a long time since I ate a cone. I let the ice cream (orange creamsicle - YUP) soak in so the cone was chewy and sweet and just as I remembered.

Laughing until I cried more than once thanks to Cards Against Humanity, watching the kid do a shaman dance after each small lick of ice cream, and great friends who will do my dishes and give great hugs and engage in friendly debates about waiting to poop. It was a great night.