Reason #6 Not To Read My Blog: Carbs

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6.    I’m not giving up carbs for anything, no way, no how.

I’d rather keep the extra ten pounds and be happy about it.  After all, when global warming causes the entire balance of the earth to shift, drastic climate change forces mass migration, and we’re left to forage for dandelion greens and pate of possum to survive, won’t you wish you had filled up on bread?  I know I’ll be pleasantly full of “ I-told-you-so.”

I love starch.  I love pasta, potatoes, rice, bread, cookies, cakes, churros, blinis, the spray-on stuff that makes your collar nice and stiff.  Mmmmm. 

Short of a grain blight, the only way I might be forced to forgo my beloved pancakes is the dreaded celiac sprue.  And bless my mother’s heart, if she gave me that gene, I’ll never forgive her.  Pass the syrup.

Comments

[Dad]

Now you're talking!! Italian food is 'carb city' and as you already know, there are only two kinds of food....Italian food and junk food!

[cookiecrumb]

And if your mother *did* give you that gene, they got "fake" flours now. Have you stumbled across all the delicious gluten-free blogs?
Anyway. Yeah. Last May when I was eating a strict 100-mile local diet, I considered dandelion greens (and wild hare, not possum). I even collected some amaranth grains to see if I could mill them. Hell, I couldn't even thresh them. Hmph.
Yeah -- canned Niagara!

[Tammy]

Gluten-free blogs? Plural? My mom will be so pleased!

Crap, I don't even know what amaranth looks like. If all goes well during the holidays, I just might be getting a survival book that details all the native edible plants. You can bet I'll be excerpting from that in the New Year!

If we make it.

[cookiecrumb]

I've got three or four foraging books already. It's fun, but I'd starve if that was all I had to go on.
OK, send your mom to Gluten-Free Girl. (Oh. No html. so: http://www.glutenfreegirl.blogspot.com/)
She's a little yicky-in-love right now, but she has scads of linkies.

[Don't take your mom to the House of Gluten for dinner]

My mother-in-law has a faux gluten, wheat and milk allergy. I have been sneaking gluten into her food for years -- it's my own little private joke. I love gluten.