When being gluten free means missing out

I like to think there aren’t many things that I’m missing out on since going gluten free. For the most part, shopping has gotten easier in recent years and I feel like I can cook most things that I miss (and can’t easily be found from trustworthy restaurants). There are some times though when there is just no substitute, and frankly, it stinks.

This will be our third New England fall. The foliage is absolutely breathtaking, the weather is comfortable and calming – yes, I actually enjoy when we have overcast and rainy days. Here’s the thing though, there are certain delicacies that New England is known for, especially in the fall, that I just can’t enjoy. One of them is the whoopie pie, which up until last winter I had never had the opportunity to try. I heard all about them as we visited the area, and once we were officially moved up, but I couldn’t find gluten free whoopie pies anywhere. I FINALLY had the chance when planning for our baby shower. We were going to be hosting over 20 family members and friends from out of town at our home, which meant everything on the menu had to be gluten free. I was lucky enough to find Andi’s Gluten Free Kitchen, and she was absolutely amazing getting us a variety of delicious desserts. Naturally, I requested whoopie pies in both the original and pumpkin pie flavors. They were to die for!

That leaves me with probably the most famous item of all….the cider donut. Each year I feel like I go through the same frustration. I search every corner of the internet looking for someone/somewhere that will make these gluten free! I’ve called bakeries, farms, apple orchards, literally anything I can think of with no luck. I went through a phase growing up where I couldn’t even stand the smell of donuts, apparently the universe is getting back at me for that. I would LOVE to try one this year, especially as the weather is chilling and it sounds wonderful to sit down with a cider donut and hot cider…maybe even after apple picking (could I get any more New Englander than that?!).

I know I’m not the only one that gets frustrated when it feels like you’re missing out. What have you not been able to find or substitute? It would be wonderful if we could crowd source helping each other out 🙂 For now, I’d settle for anyone within driving distance of Seacoast New Hampshire that’s willing to make me a gluten free donut…please, send me your recommendations!!

Is this thing on?

As I sit here writing this, I’m finally unwinding after an evening of dancing to Motown while wearing my son in his baby carrier and making another batch of lactation cookies. To say that a lot has changed since my last post would be one of the biggest understatements. About three years ago my husband and I were restless. We were starting to think about settling down and buying a home. We loved our closer to the city condo, but it was time to expand. The problem was, moving to suburbia in the DC metro area meant long commutes to and from work, and the work life balance just wasn’t there. After months of soul searching, research, and a long weekend away, we decided to relocate to the seacoast of New Hampshire…we like to joke that we threw a dart on the wall, but trust me, there was so much more discussion that got us here. Without our jobs figured out, we came back up to meet with our realtor and put an offer on a home. Talk about a leap of faith. The next four months seemed like the longest of our lives, trying to make our careers work so we could actually move in. Eventually we both worked through remote arrangements and began to pack the biggest suitcases of our lives….everything we owned was going 500 miles north!

Mere weeks after moving in we adopted the pup we’d always wanted. He was a rescue at four months old, and we named him after the bar where we’d first met. Another year down the road and we were preparing for our first child… due in the dead of winter in New England! As I’m adjusting to this new role of motherhood, I’m reflecting on how we got here, and what’s next. It was finally time to dust off the blog and start writing again. The title might not seem the most appropriate for my life right now, but my love for traveling, culture and understanding remains unchanged. Over the next few months, I’ll be revamping the blog, and finding a way to bring it back into my life. Bear with me folks, we seem to be adjusting to a lot these days so any recommendations and requests are welcome! I’ve added an Instagram account so you can keep up with me even when I’m not writing, so please check it out and follow along for this crazy ride 🙂