It takes a LOT of coffee to fuel big dreams, and my cookbook was no exception. Fun fact: I put the finishing touches on my manuscript while caffeinating at the Commonplace Coffee in Pittsburgh's Squirrel Hill neighborhood, which is why I’m excited to partner with them on a giveaway.
This week, on Earth Day, my baby turned seven! She has become a literary number, a good luck number, a Biblical number. This week, the love of my dog reminds me that time, all time, even socially-distanced time, is extremely precious and not to be taken for granted.
This celebration of my cookbook may not look like what I expected it to look like. It's bittersweet to celebrate without the man who stood by my side through the intensity of the book process. He gifted me this, a framed copy of his receipt from that day in Barnes & Noble, and it will forever be one of my most cherished gifts. But celebrate, I will because it was hard earned.
This “everything cookie” is my solution to analysis paralysis. It’s all three of the classic flavors in one cookie, with an added buckwheat crunch. Now, you don’t have to choose, and you can also feel good about eating this cookie as it’s lightly sweetened and high in fiber and protein.
Welcome to The Gluten-Free Grains Cookbook Club! In these posts, I'll share tips and tricks for bringing my cookbook to life, shaking up the recipes with substitutions and new ways to use them, and answering questions I receive about the book. For this installment, let's talk salad for brunch!
If the word for the table decor is "alive," then the word for the menu is "share." This menu is a compilation from my cookbook, The Gluten-Free Grains Cookbook. The heart and soul of this book is the notion of cooking and baking for others. Since gluten intolerances and celiacs is on the rise, these recipes are aimed at cooks, bakers and hosts who want to make the table as inclusive and sharable as possible. These are recipes for a Gluten Free Easter Brunch for everyone at the table to enjoy!
April 9th was the "pub date" set very early in the process of working with my publisher and editor. Like an expectant mother, I marked this date in the calendar of my mind. I said it out loud so many times, disbelieving the day would ever be real. There were times I thought of this date with excited reverence, other times with dread and fear. How would I ever meet the intense deadlines necessary for April 9th to be real?