Sometimes Mistakes Can Be Tasty November 8, 2013Posted by Christine Coleman in Baseball, Food.
Tags: Baking, NaBloPoMo, World Series
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I have a confession to make about Game Six of the World Series: I actually didn’t watch very much of it. Instead, I was baking cookies and listening to the KMOX radio broadcast online.
It wasn’t necessarily a stress reliever — I would have been baking cookies even if Michael Wacha had been throwing a no-hitter. (Probably.) There was a bake sale at work the next day for United Way week and I needed to make something to bring in.
- I was drinking wine before and during the cookie-making process
- I was getting texts from several friends as the game was falling apart
- Responding to these texts while in the middle of mixing up the ingredients for the cookies and drinking wine meant that I might have had trouble keeping track of just where I was in the recipe. Possibly …
It was my first time making these particular cookies, gluten-free oatmeal raisin ones using this recipe. And I was doing fine with everything, making progress mixing everything together, until I got to the oats.
They are the final ingredient and I’d reached this part of the recipe right around the time Stephen Drew of the Red Sox hit his home run, which I knew was the final nail in the coffin of the 2013 St. Louis Cardinals season. Even with the homer, the guy ended up hitting .158/.190/.316 in the World Series.
Trying to Find the Joy in Celiac Disease November 3, 2013Posted by Christine Coleman in Celiac Disease, Food.
It was exactly two years ago now that I was feeling sick. I remember it clearly, as it was immediately after the St. Louis Cardinals magical run to the 2011 World Series championship. Before they reached that pinnacle in late October, there was a tense month of baseball — and I dealt with the tension by drinking a lot of beer, game after game. Once November arrived and I felt sick, I remember joking that all that beer had made me sick.
Turned out my joke was partially true. And the night the Cardinals won the World Series was the last time I had “real” beer.
It took several different doctor’s visits starting in November 2011, a variety of tests and no answers to finally end up at a gastroenterologist. Just going over my family’s health history led to a probable cause: celiac disease. My Dad had it, and the doctor wanted to know if I’d been tested for it given the symptoms I was having. No. But new blood tests confirmed I do indeed have celiac.
And then everything changed.
Celiac disease, if you’re not familiar, is a condition that damages the lining of the small intestine and prevents it from absorbing parts of food that are important for staying healthy. The damage is due to a reaction to eating gluten, which is found in wheat, barley, rye and oats. The symptoms are many and varied — physical sickness, fatigue, rash and so many more. The treatment — and the only treatment — is a gluten-free diet.
Which might sound simple. But not necessarily.
Think about how much food is a part of your life. Now think about what it would be like to suddenly be told you couldn’t ever have much of what you typically eat, and love, without it making you sick and causing damage to your intestines.