Story by Beth Erickson
Do you want to hear a really sad story? It's all about the time when about four days before Christmas I ended up in the hospital and my doctor told me I couldn't have gluten (and a bunch of other really nice things like ice cream and mushrooms) if I wanted to not do something horrific in a stomachly area sort of way to myself anymore.
I've spent the ensuing months learning to eat without gluten, and learning to do it in places my gluten-ous friends and family can eat, too. Here are my five favorites.