When my three-year-old daughter was diagnosed with celiac, my first reaction was a mixture of shock and sadness, but my next thought was about pizza.
As in, how was our family going to eat our favorite foods, many of which were chock full of gluten? This was especially troubling for a mom of a picky toddler, whose favorite meal was mac & cheese. Not to mention a husband whose favorite food group happens to be pastries.
Turns out this food fear is not very original, and that’s a good thing. The internet is filled with recipes, blogs, and book recommendations for those of us who need to go gluten free. So, that first night while my husband scoured medical sites and debated our genetics, I researched food and I haven’t stopped since.
The next day we cleaned out our pantry and started a new life. Our girl is thriving and the pizza can be pretty good too.
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