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Ugh...No Knead Bread


Between George and I, we have been baking the no-knead bread non-stop the last couple weeks. It is starting to be a problem.


Oh, I could sense the problem coming on almost at the beginning. The lead weight feeling in my gut. The bubbling and gurgling of my insides. The, um, lack of toilet time (how do I put that delicately? My grandma wouldn't believe I'd even mentioned it!). The more bread I ate, the more bread I wanted. Make that, the more bread I eat, the more bread I want because up until last night I've still been eating it. There is something about wheat that's addicting, especially when you shouldn't eat it, I think.


But now it's time to stop. Last night, after the triple whammy of homemade pizza (triple whammy of wheat flour, nightshade vegetable tomato sauce and greasy cheese), both Eli and I laid around moaning and groaning. And I've been up since 3 a.m. feeling the pain.


It's time to stop. We can't make the bread anymore. It has been lovely. And oh-so-delicious. But Elijah and I just can't tolerate eating bread, pizza and the rest on a regular basis. Since we are not celiacs and just seem to be wheat-intolerant (yes, even when it's long-soaked and fermented, dang it!), we can maybe have the bread once in a while but that's it. Some of us just can't survive on the daily bread.


I have been googling "gluten free no knead bread" and found some interesting recipes. Like this one. We'll have to do some experimenting, but for now it's back to oatmeal, rice, quinoa and whatever else has no wheat whatsoever. Time to "detox" again. Anyone else gluten or wheat-intolerant out there? How are you surviving?


As an aside, my remedy for tummy troubles is Synergy Kombucha. Man, I love that stuff. I am dying to make my own, like my cousin's wife Jessica does, but since she's in Texas and can't get me her Kombucha mother/mushroom (the culture you need to ferment the tea and sugar which are the basic ingredients), I'm waiting to get one from one of my co-workers at the co-op. Kombucha is a fermented drink and oh-so-good for you. It tastes great, too! And is fairly addicting, judging by the sales it generates at our co-op and all over the U.S. I'll be going through a lot of it while I detox this paste-y wheat from my body again.


Ugh.




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