The main reason that I didn't go gluten free a year ago (when I'd initially started considering this might be the problem), is that I was totally intimated by my own kitchen.
The thought of going in there, and cooking something that might or might not taste good was just completely intimidating!
You've got to realize that I never considered myself as someone who can cook, bake, whatever. I swear, I could burn water (and have). But the more I forced myself into that kitchen, the more I realized it didn't matter if it burnt. It didn't matter if it tasted awful. All that mattered is that I learned that that didn't work.
I accidentally made buttermilk biscuits instead of hamburger buns last night! How bizzarre. They were perfectly moist, fell apart in my hands, and if I hadn't molded them into hamburger buns, who would've known?? LOL! That recipe to come ;).
It's such a learning process to go gluten free, especially when you're cooking for more than just yourself. At least the 4 y.o. will get the benefit of my years of experience once he's old enough to start baking, and the 2 y.o. will get the benefit of having helped me in the kitchen from such a young age! There's nothing that the little one likes more than getting covered in flour :D.
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