Product: Gillian’s Foods Gluten-Free French Rolls – $3.49+
First of all, let me give a shout-out and a HUGE thank you to my friend, Kathy Lubbers, because she is the person responsible for introducing the awesomeness of Gillian’s Foods to me. No joke. When I was in Hershey, Pennsylvania, we got together for dinner and she told me she had some small gifts for me. One of said gifts was a sack of Gillian’s French Rolls. I had heard of Gillian’s, but have never seen them in the wild before. As in…no one in this area actually carries them.
But…in Pennsylvania, it’s a different story. She picked up some for me from the Annville Natural Market and told me to try them out. I wouldn’t hurt her feelings if I didn’t like them.
So, these little rolls made their way back home with me. And, as I wasn’t sure when I would get to them…they got tucked away in my freezer. And then…along came the holidays. And with holiday insanity comes the burden of being the food allergic girl coming to dinner. I navigated the Thanksgiving meal quite well by providing two of the main components…a fruit and a vegetable. The starch component was compliments of Amanda, the hostess, who pulled out some potato for me before adding milk and butter.
And so, the holiday season of rushing and insanity began. And with it…and the shorter days…I often find myself behind schedule. Be it for breakfast, for dinner, or for just a simple errand. This time of year…nothing is simple.
But…rolls. Those can be simple.
This morning, after a very hectic Sunday and a five mile run in the dark and cold, I came home to change and get ready for work. One thing was on my mind – food, of course. I was hungry. And since my roommate had been ill the day before, I wasn’t too sure what her stomach could handle. In the freezer, I spotted the bag of Gillian’s Foods French Rolls.
Gillian’s Gluten-Free French Roll
BINGO! Simple and not too much preparation needed. I pulled out two rolls (the serving size is half a roll…but this was breakfast!) and put them in a plastic bag to thaw. They did that up until the moment my roommate’s alarm clock went off. The directions on the bag say to microwave to warm up. Now…that’s what I’m doing tomorrow, because these rolls are breakfast again tomorrow. But…I decided I wanted to treat them like an English muffin. So, I cut each one in half and put it on a baking sheet. Into the oven it went to toast while I got out the peanut butter and a banana.
It took about 10 minutes to get a nice golden color on these. I removed them from the oven, gave each one a little schmear of peanut butter and then topped each one off with slices of banana. A good, healthy, protein and potassium packed breakfast, if you ask me. But…of course I had to leave some of mine plain. Because I needed to see what these rolls tasted like without being gussied up with condiments and delicious fruit.
Well, let me tell you…I am in love with Gillian’s Foods French Rolls. Honestly. And I can’t wait to see what they taste like when microwaved, like the bag says to do. But, toasting them in the oven as a nice touch, I think. It gave the outside a little bit of a crunch, while the inside remained soft and full of yumminess. Yes…these rolls are definitely full of yumminess. Trust me.
The French Rolls are Gillian’s Foods most popular rolls that they make. Made from a combination of white rice flour, tapioca flour, water, soy flour, guar gum, egg whites, yeast, salt and sugar, these don’t get much more straight forward. Notice how you can recognize every ingredient. No strange chemicals or preservatives are added, which is why these are best stored in the freezer. Even better, unlike a lot of gluten-free bread out there, these do not crumble in your hands or fall apart. They are quite substantial, great texture, not too heavy. They are…in other words…perfection in roll form. And I’ve been searching for the perfect roll. I even tried to make some and it was an epic fail. Gillian’s makes it easy…and super delicious.
Even my roommate devoured these up. And after having been sick to her stomach, these didn’t bother her at all. She was the first to get a bite of one this morning and she absolutely loved the taste and texture as well. And she can have, and does have, regular bread quite often. We were both very highly impressed.
These would be great to build a sandwich with…use as hamburger buns…or even just warm up and serve on the side with a delicious gluten-free meal. Honestly, they are quite delicious on their own. Which is more than I can say for some gluten-free breads out there.
Now…to seek out a local store that might carry these and these products. Because if the rest of the products are as good as these rolls…well, I’m eager to try all I can.
Thank you Kathy, thank you, Annville Natural Market, and thank you Gillian’s…for giving this gluten-free girl a French Roll to rave about.
Gillian’s Gluten-Free French Roll (halved and toasted)
It was Small Business Saturday and I made it known…I wanted to go to one of my favorite small businesses in the area. Annie May’s Sweet Café in Louisville, Kentucky. And I wanted to have breakfast there. A gluten-free waffle. Perhaps with a gluten-free donut. Maybe I’d get the gluten-free apple cider donut with the glaze this time. I just wanted to support a business that has literally changed my life in this area for the better.
My love affair with Annie May’s began with a simple birthday cake. Because of Annie May’s, I didn’t have to bake my own cake or birthday confection this year. It was done for me. And the result was nothing short of spectacular. I was enamored with them…and so…the love affair continued.
I have returned to Annie May’s as often as possible when I am in the area. I have gone there for breakfast, for sweet snacks and treats, for take and bake cinnamon rolls. If I am in town, I want to stop by for something. And given that this past Saturday was Small Business Saturday, I made a point to go to as many small businesses as possible…and my first stop was Annie May’s for my usual waffle breakfast.
Annie May’s Sweet Café has the best gluten-free waffles. Seriously. I always get the regular ones, served with maple syrup and Earth Balance. I did decide on the Maple Glazed Apple Cider Donut as well…and devoured that as soon as I hit the table. I had not eaten anything since I had woken up bright and early that morning…so, needless to say…I was ready to eat.
And then…sad news was given. They were having some trouble with their waffle batter. It wasn’t working out. So…they were going to make a fresh batch. It would take a little while…and did we mind the wait. I never mind waiting for food. But, soon after we were asked if we would mind having pancakes instead of waffles. No skin off my nose. I keep thinking of trying the pancakes and always returning to the waffles. I’m a waffle addict apparently. They apologized numerous times and said that for our wait and our patience we could get a free cookie before leaving. I don’t mind the wait. I had an amuse bouche of donut, after all…
In the end, however, the waffles were able to be made and were delivered to our table looking all golden and delicious and ready to be consumed. And they died a very messy death right there in the café. Cathy went to clear the table and I was putting on my jacket when the nice woman behind the counter called me over to get my cookie. I was going to leave without it…because I wasn’t upset with them, nor did I mind the wait. But, she insisted. So, she asked me to come over and choose between the cookies or the cupcakes or the brownies on the counter. I had their brownie before (to DIE FOR!) and I wasn’t feeling cupcakes…so I stuck with the allergen-free (yes…it’s even vegan!) Chocolate Chip Cookie. After all…I do love my cookies!
She packed up two of them for me and asked what Cathy was interested in. I waved her off and said the cookies she gave me in the bag were plenty for us and thanked her.
After a busy day of small business shopping, Cathy and I returned home and I went for my 10K run for training. Soon after, I was preparing dinner (leftovers!), which we settled in to eat. And then…dessert. With a bag on the counter with two of Annie May’s Sweet Café Vegan Chocolate Chip Cookies…I knew exactly what dessert was going to be.
I carefully opened the small white paper bag and pulled out the paper-wrapped cookies. They smelled amazing. I handed one to Cathy and I took the other one. As I settled in for my sweet treat to cleanse my palate, I took my first bite.
Homemade cookies are the best around. And these, completely vegan and allergen-free, have to be some of the best I have ever tasted. Most of the time, unless I make them myself, my gluten-free cookies are store-bought packaged brands. Not these. These are fresh from the oven at Annie May’s and the time and dedication to their products really shows. The cookie was light and buttery. The flavor was fantastic. They were soft, chewy, yet with that golden crust that gave it a bit of texture. And the mini chocolate chips were awesome. Just the right hit of sweetness in each bite. Not one bit of the cookie lacked in chocolate chips. They were like my mom used to make. And I do love a chewy chocolate chip cookie. These delivered everything I love in a cookie and that…made me one happy girl.
While my visit to Annie May’s Sweet Café on Saturday didn’t initially involve trying their Vegan Chocolate Chip Cookies…now that I have, I think I’ll be purchasing more in my future. Honestly…the best gluten-free chocolate chip cookie I have had…to date…anywhere! And we all know how much of a cookie monster I am. So, that is truly saying something.
I really am fortunate to have a small business that caters to people with food allergies in my area. The day I discovered Annie May’s Sweet Café my life changed…and it was all for the better. My life is whole lot more delicious these days too.
Small Business Saturday…I hope you were kind to this fantastic little café on Frankfort Avenue in Louisville, Kentucky…because this café is always good to me.
You know…I wouldn’t have bought into the idea of the Walden Farms products had it not been for Rocco DiSpirito. There. I blame it on a chef. The fact is, he often uses the Walden Farms Calorie Free items in his Now Eat This and Now Eat This Diet Cookbooks. And all the time prior to this I had thought…um…no calories, no fat, no carbs, no gluten, no sugars…WHAT is this stuff and how is it even good for you?
And then…one day…I was shopping at my local grocery store and ran across a bottle of the Walden Farms Calorie Free Honey Dijon Salad Dressing. It was greatly marked down in price, so I figured…what the heck…I’d try it. If it turned out to be disgusting, I wasn’t out too much. Besides, my current gluten-free strawberry vinaigrette was running low, so I needed a salad dressing anyway. This…would be something a bit different than my usual choice of a low-fat vinaigrette.
The truth of the matter is…a salad is a naturally healthy choice, but so often (and I used to be really guilty of this) it’s topped with a high calorie and high fat salad dressing. No…seriously…I used to have a little salad with my dressing. My vegetables would be swimming in pools of creamy dressing goodness. And…eventually, I started to use less…and less…and less.
And soon I found myself being one of those people who actually pull out the tablespoon to measure out the required serving size and I would keep to that. I would just give my salad a good toss and coat what I could. And that…is how I have been for a couple of years now. So being a mindful dressing user, I also often ask for it on the side…and when I am at at home…I still measure it out. It is so easy to overdo something as amazing as a good dressing.
Last night, when I measured out two tablespoons of Walden Farms Honey Dijon Salad Dressing…I was pretty certain I was ruining a really good salad. It smelled like honey dijon…so that was a plus, at least. But…I wasn’t quite certain what something with no calories, fat, or anything else might taste like. I was trusting Rocco DiSpririto with my salad and hoping for the best. As I settled in with my salad, I stabbed a few leaves of lettuce with my fork and took my first, very tentative bite.
And…found myself to be impressed instead of disgusted by the flavor. Seriously. This dressing is packed with flavor. And it was good flavor. Definitely not what I was anticipating or expecting…but it was a happy moment or realization. Okay…so it’s not as creamy as most honey dijon dressings are. It almost tastes like a vinaigrette without being as watery as a vinaigrette. The thing is…I get that honey dijon mustard flavor in each bite. No horrible aftertaste or anything. A huge relief, for sure! And now…I hope to try other products and see if they are as good, if not better.
I’m not saying that this is the best dressing around. I never would have purchased it if it weren’t for the manager’s special sale on the product. But now I’m glad I gave in and tried it. Honest flavor. And just really, really good. Yeah…I’m quite happy with this dressing. If you are looking for a healthy alternative to heavy dressings that are laden with fat and calories, give Walden Farms a try. I can’t speak for all of them, but this one was surprisingly tasty.
Product: The Gluten-Free Oven Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers – $2.50
It was love at first sight when I spotted these little delicious creme-filled cake treats at the Gluten-Free Living Now Expo in Carmel, Indiana. This is no joke. And, with the recent news of the Hostess shut-down…these little treats that have been sitting in my freezer meant the world to me. Just as much as they did back on the day I bought them at the expo.
The Gluten-Free Oven was one of the vendors that were attending the Gluten-Free Living Now Expo in Indiana. I had never heard of them, but one product on their table caught my eye. One product that I had not seen anywhere before and I had been…wanting, desiring, needing (to make Minion (from Despicable Me) cupcakes, of course). Twinkies. Okay…not real Twinkies…but a version of them. A fabulous gluten-free version of them. While I was never big on Twinkies when I was growing up and could eat these things…for some reason (must be those cupcakes)…I just had to have these. I needed them. I wasn’t leaving the expo without them.
So…I purchased one little package of the Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers from the vendor and went on my merry way. Upon arriving home after the expo that day, they went into my freezer (along with a bunch of other goodies I purchased) for safe keeping.
Then…Hostess went belly-up. And the real Twinkie was now going away. There were mad-dashes to the stores to buy up favorite Hostess products. My roomie (who can have gluten in her diet) got caught up in the madness and ended up purchasing one little packet of Twinkies for herself. She was going to indulge that day…but decided that she’d save them for Thanksgiving evening…and we’d celebrate getting through the festivities, putting up and decorating the tree, and planning Black Friday Shopping Insanity by breaking out our Twinkies and Gluten-Free Vanilla Creme Fingers and having a sweet treat.
That was the plan. And although we were ready for the treat upon arriving home from the meal (where I had the green beans I brought, some spiced fruit I brought, and a little potato that my friend Amanda pulled aside before she added butter and whole milk to them for mashing), we decided to wait. We had to. I forgot to pull my Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers out of the freezer before leaving. I was a bit hurried as normal, having run a 5 mile race, showered, and prepared my dishes I was supplying for the meal…and getting to the location in enough time to help out if needed…or at least just socialize before food comas set in. So…the treat had to wait. No matter…my roommate and I had a Christmas tree to put up and decorate. I placed the Gluten-Free Oven Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers on the counter top to thaw, then went to help deck the halls to the sound of Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
The tree was up in record time this year and the lights and garland didn’t give us as much as a fight. We grabbed our ornaments and just starting hanging the bits and bobs from the branches. Soon…it was up. I checked on my Gluten-Free Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers…and they were at room temperature now and ready to eat. YAY!
The Gluten-Free Oven Vanilla Creme Filled Finger
So…time to indulge. Cathy grabbed her packet of Hostess Twinkies and I eased into my Gluten-Free Oven packet. We both snatched out one cake-y treat to begin with…figuring we’d save the other one for later in the weekend. I had to take pictures of mine…and sliced mine in half to get a look at the creme (which matched the cake middle so it is hard to see). After the photos for the blog were taken, I snatched up one of the halves and took a long, lingering bite, savoring the taste, texture and moment.
The Gluten-Free Oven hit these out of the park. I can say that for certain because I gave a little piece to my roommate to do a side-by-side comparison and she said she couldn’t even tell the difference. The Gluten-Free Oven Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers were a little heavier, she said, but aside from that, they tasted exactly the same.
I count that as a win.
Here’s what else I can say. The Gluten-Free Oven Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers are just like the Twinkies I sort of remember back when I could eat such things. The cake on the outside was moist and spongy. The creme in the middle was soft and creamy and just…sweet. It was the perfect compliment when put together. Hostess knew what they were doing when they invented the Twinkie. Well…The Gluten-Free Oven just brought them to the gluten-free community. And, with any luck, The Gluten-Free Oven won’t go the way of Hostess and will continue to provide these to the gluten-free community for a long time.
I fell in love with these. And…for the record…the other Vanilla Creme Filled Finger (and the other Twinkie for my roommate) got eaten immediately afterwards. No saving them for another day. They were G-O-N-E. Yep. They really are that amazing. I wish I had bought more than the one pack of them. Honestly. I’m considering ordering them online. Yes…they DO ship.
The Gluten-Free Oven is based out of Mount Pleasant, Pennsylvania…so it would be a bit of a haul to go and actually pick something up. The best I can hope for, currently, is that I see them at another gluten-free expo soon, or just suck it up and order their products online. Honestly, I would order a case of those Gluten-Free Vanilla Creme Filled Fingers. It’s best if I don’t…but I would. And should I ever decide to give those Minion cupcakes a gluten-free whirl…I just might be contacting them to send me a case.
If you don’t remember Twinkies…never had a Twinkie…or miss Twinkies due to your gluten intolerance or Celiac disease…then I encourage you to look up The Gluten-Free Oven because they can make your dreams come true…with a little pack of two of the best packaged treats I have eaten in a long time.
Happiness really can be baked…in a Gluten-Free Oven.
The Gluten-Free Oven Vanilla Creme Filled Finger (halved)
It happens without fail…every time. When I am attending a big get-together and asked to supply a dish…it’s a vegetable. I can count on it. I can place money on that bet and win every time. Perhaps, in this group of people, it’s because I’m the only vegetarian…so it just makes sense. Regardless…sometimes getting a bit creative with a vegetable can be a task. Anyone can bring those steam-in-the-bag veggies and just give them a quick nuke in the microwave…but that’s not my style. Not anymore.
So, it came as no surprise to me on Thanksgiving that I was asked to supply the vegetable dish for the meal with my roomie’s family. At first, I thought of doing my famous confetti corn dish, but I had received 24 ounces of green beans in my CSA bin (along with a plethora of Thanksgiving veggies and fruits…that I probably could have cooked all the side dishes had I been allowed), so I changed my mind. But…how to dress up green beans and make them…interesting?
Well, for that I turned my attention to a Top Chef. No joke. I found a recipe on the Internet from Stephanie Izard (Season 4 winner of Top Chef, and the first female winner). The recipe was for her restaurants green beans, known as Girl and the Goat Magic Beans. It sounded…really good. And I only had to make a few minor adjustments to make it fit into my diet. Like…I didn’t use fish sauce, I just used more tamari sauce instead. That sort of thing.
The recipe was super-easy to prep for and really easy to prepare. Better yet…it was enjoyed by all at the table. These really are magic beans. Delicious green beans everyone will love. And the recipe…is below.
Girl and the Goat Magic Beans (Green Beans) – adapted from Stephanie Izard’s recipe
5 ounces fish sauce (I replaced with San-J Gluten-Free Low Sodium Tamari Sauce)
2.5 ounces soy sauce (I used San-J Gluten-Free Low Sodium Tamari Sauce)
1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
3/4 teaspoon Sriracha
3 cloves garlic
1 cup mayonnaise (I use Trader Joe’s Reduced Fat Vegan Mayonnaise)
cashews (I used walnuts…but your favorite nut will do…or leave out if you have a nut allergy)
Directions:
Make the green bean dressing (yields 2 cups):
Combine lemon juice, fish sauce, soy, Dijon and sriracha. Transfer to blender, add garlic and emulsify with oil.
Make the aioli:
In a bowl, combine 1/3 cup of the green bean dressing (above) with 1 cup mayonnaise. Whisk together. Set aside.
Make the green beans:
Wash and trim the stems off the green beans.
In a large frying pan, heat a small amount of oil. Add the green beans and some sliced shallots for flavor.
Add enough vinaigrette to coat the green beans. Cover and allow to steam.
Add a handful or two of cashews (or nut of your choice) for flavor. Season with salt.
Transfer to a serving dish and drizzle with aioli.
Serve hot.
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Stephanie Izard has said that her restaurant gets compliments for its vegetable dishes all the time. That being said…there is a reason for that. These were some of the best green beans I have ever eaten. The dressing and aioli really stepped up the flavor. And, the addition of the walnuts added a necessary texture to them. I would make these again in a heartbeat. Normally not a huge fan of green beans, these were fantastic.
There is a reason Stephanie won Top Chef all those years ago. With recipes like this…she’s winning over fans of her food even now. Even little home chef’s like me.
Want to dress up your green beans differently, I highly encourage you to give this recipe a shot. I wasn’t disappointed. My roomie’s family wasn’t disappointed. I promise…you won’t be either.
Me crossing the finish line of the Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast – New Albany, Indiana
Race: Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast
Place: New Albany, Indiana
Date: November 22, 2012
Time:38:24
A week ago, I had gone out on a five mile run, taking the route that I’ve been doing a majority of my five mile runs on…the route that the Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast happens on. And each time that I have run it, I have come up close to…but not quite beating my fastest five mile time to date, which I set back on June 16 at the Activate America 5 Miler in Frankfort, Kentucky. I told Cathy, that morning after I got back from my run, that by next year, I hoped to run a five mile race in under 40 minutes.
She told me…I’d do it long before then.
And I laughed. No…I literally shook my head, laughed, and went back to making breakfast. I think I underestimate myself…
Fast forward to…Thanksgiving morning.
Now, most places on Thanksgiving have Turkey Trots and Drumstick Dashes and other fun Thanksgiving themed runs. Here in New Albany, Indiana, we have the Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast. Which, doesn’t sound like a typical Thanksgiving run…but trust me…this happens to be THE Thanksgiving run. I participated in it last year (finishing in 44:48), making it my first official running of this New Albany tradition. And also lead me to discover that this is, without doubt, the least stressful race that I compete in all year.
Why?
Because it starts and finishes at the Floyd County 4H Fairgrounds…which just happen to be located across the street from my apartment complex. On Thanksgiving morning, I can sleep in a little. Get up in enough time to eat some cereal, change into running gear, stretch, and then step outside and walk across the street to mingle with the crowd a little, stretch some more, get accustomed to the weather (last year, I was in long pants and a jacket…this year…shorts!). After I finish, I can just meander back to my apartment, hop in the shower, and finish getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner without feeling rushed or stressed. Best race, logistically, for me.
And that was exactly how my morning went. Cathy and I walked out the door about 30 minutes before the start of the race. Already, our apartment complex’s main drive was filling up with parked vehicles of runners who were showing up for the race. Trust me…this is no small happening. Last year 880 people participated in the event. This year, they were expecting a record number of runners…and the area didn’t disappoint. The Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast brought out 960 finishers this year. HUGE!!
And somehow, within those 960 racers, plus their friends and family who came to cheer them on…I get found by the people who spotted me in Hershey when I was there for the half marathon. They saw the sign, once again. Turns out they were also at the Hot Chocolate 15K as well. They even looked for my sign…but didn’t see it. SO funny! I really need to get their names at the next race I participate in and see them. Only seems right.
Anyway…it was in the mid-40s on Thanksgiving morning, so I decided I would wear shorts and a long sleeve tech shirt. Actually, I toyed with the idea of a short sleeve tech shirt and probably would have been just fine in that. But it was a bit chilly at the start of the race. I just tend to warm up faster than I think I will.
Soon after I shucked my jacket and finished a few stretches, runners were already making their way up to the line of white tape that crossed the entire street that we start on. It was just before the drive leading to my apartment complex. Like I said…I use this route on my five mile training runs, so I felt really prepared to tackle the myriad of hills that this course would offer at different points. Feeling so strongly about the run, I actually moved pretty far up (not in the front, mind you, but a few rows back) near the start line. All around me, runners were talking about their plans for the day, or upcoming runs, or what they were going to have for Thanksgiving. It was just a really good vibe and I could feel the electricity of the crowd. It can really lift a runner up when those around them are having a good time as well.
Soon, the announcement about the start of the race was being made over the bullhorn. Now, this is not officially a closed course, so as a personal choice, I didn’t run with my iPod or headphones. I do believe I run better when I have my music, but I am a safety first kind of person, and while there is a police presence out there helping with traffic control…the fact that there is still traffic and vehicles that pass by, I choose not to listen to music on this run. I didn’t last year either for the same reason. Despite this, there was so much commotion and conversation going on with all the runners that I couldn’t hear what was being said anyway. All I know is that the front line of runners hunched down to take their marks…so it was almost go time.
A horn sounded. And off we went.
So, last year when I ran the Fast Freddie for the first time, I ran this route for the first time. What I didn’t know then was how hilly this course is. When you drive it in a car, you don’t even realize it. But when you are racing up these inclines and hills…yeah…you suddenly take note of them. I remembered this…and this past year have embraced running some of this course to get used to the hills. When New Albany installed sidewalks down Grant Line Road, I could now run the entire route, safely. And by doing so, I trained my legs not to fear those hills, but to power up them.
Within the first mile, we tackle one of the steeper ones. This one actually comes within the first half mile. It is so close to the start of the race that it’s enough to strike fear into some of the first-timers. Runners are sent up an incline leading to a bridge that crosses over the highway. I’ve done this portion of the run more times than I can count…coming from both sides of the bridge. I do not fear this hill. I use this as a challenge as often as I can. And on the Fast Freddie, despite my legs being a bit cold from the slight chill in the air…I powered up it just as I would have in a training run. I ran down the rest of Green Valley Road to the turn onto Mount Tabor. Here we tick off Mile 1. And it was there that I noticed the clock said 7 minutes and some-odd seconds and I knew I had gone out fast. Faster than my training runs even.
Going into Mile 2 is a mostly flat course, with just a couple of minor, rolling hills. Nothing that is too challenging to say the least. It is probably the easiest of the miles to run. The entire length of Mount Tabor Road is run, and then racers are directed onto Grant Line Road. Here, we pass by Mile 2 and make our way to Sam Peden Community Park. We turn onto Alex Thorn Drive and we encounter a water stop, just outside the fire department. I bypassed it, aiming to tackle the incline leading into the park. It doesn’t look like much…but it is quite tough to get up. I know…I do it pretty often.
Mile 3 is halfway through the park. Last year, this was where a horrible side stitch got me and I had to slow my pace a little until it passed. I didn’t walk though. This year, I flew by it without an issue at all. I was no longer even looking at the clocks, I was just running. Like I said, I made a point to run this course often. The park is one of my favorite places to run anyway…especially on weekend mornings before a lot of people are up. It’s quite and peaceful. And with the small, rolling hills, a little challenging without being too hard. But after Mile 3 we hit the most difficult portion of the run.
Runners leave Sam Peden Community Park via Schell Lane. Schell Lane offers a nice variety of hills. Not small rolling inclines. No. When I say HILLS, I mean HILLS. And we get just over a half mile of them. It’s nice, because you start off with a slight downhill. But then you meet your first uphill. Not much of a downhill follows that and then it’s back up a hill. Here you do get a downhill run, but the next (and last) huge hill you run up is quite steep. On my training runs, I always congratulate myself for reaching the top. No…I really do. I did the same during the race. It’s not easy running Schell Lane. I always tell myself when I get to that portion that it just means the worst part is almost over.
As a reward, as you head into Mile 4, you get a nice downhill run on Daisy Lane. I love this part. The downhill gives my legs a little bit of a reprieve, because I tend not to push on the downhills, just let myself go with the momentum, while keeping some control. I don’t want to get injured, so I try to reign in the urge to just fly. It levels off though and the rest of Daisy Lane means you really have to push. But, at the end of Daisy Lane, you come back onto Green Valley Road and soon you only have the last half mile to go.
That is an amazing feeling. If you are familiar with the area, then you know that last half mile doesn’t take too long to run. It’s just past the Catholic cemetery, and from there, you can even see the Floyd County 4H Fairgrounds. The finish line awaited. So, I pushed a little more. I pushed because last year I had so many people passing me and this year…I didn’t want that. I pushed because I knew I could. I’d done it before. I’d done it countless times. I knew every up and down of this stretch of road better than any other in New Albany. Every outdoor run ends with this portion. So…I ran my heart out.
I turned into the 4H Fairgrounds and could see my sign near the finish line. Cathy was cheering me on. I noted the clock at 38 minutes. I was doing so much better than even I anticipated. I gave it my all and crossed the finish line in 38:24. I paused my Garmin and continued through the chute in the order I finished, handing off the bottom of my race bib and rounding through only to spot Cathy already waiting for me on the other side. Biggest (and best) surprise was that she brought my water bottle with her. She apparently saw me off, took stuff back to the apartment, grabbed some water and was back at the finish line to cheer me on. See…it really is the least stressful race of all year. She’ll agree with me on that in a heartbeat. She handed me the water and took my card I was handed to fill out for a chance to win prizes in the raffle.
Me with Santa at the awards ceremony for the Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast
We decided to stick around for the raffle as well as the awards…because, despite it being Thanksgiving…I love doing that. I grabbed a couple of extra water bottles, took a short walk, then went inside the main building of the Floyd County 4H Fairgrounds. There were only a few people inside, so we went over to look at the records and past winners. Then scoped out the cool trophies for the top finishers. It was fun. I finished all the water and we got to see the top three men and top three women get their awards. Raffles were handed out. I spotted Santa and got my picture taken with him. And then age group awards were given.
Afterwards, no stress of trying to get out of a parking lot and get on the road. We simply walked across the street and headed back to our apartment building. From there, I took a quick shower and got to work on the vegetable dish I was bringing to Thanksgiving dinner.
Later that afternoon, the results were up on the page. I immediately pulled them up and got to share that moment with my roommate and her family.
Official results of the Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast are that I finished it in 38:24! Yes…my fastest 5 mile time to date. And yes, my roommate earned the right to tell me that she told me so when it came to finishing a 5 mile race in less than 40 minutes. I figured I could do it, I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I was 173/960 overall; 7/79 in my division. Results for just the women runners haven’t been posted yet. I am surprised, to say the last. When last year I was ranking 437 overall…jumping up to 173 is a TOTAL improvement. In my division last year, I was 18/78 runners. When I can compare results like that…I really can see how my training, and my podiatrist (since my injury) have helped make me a better runner. I’ve been running outside more. I’ve been diligent with my miles and listening to my body. I’ve come back from a crippling injury and become a fighter and a stronger runner due to it.
And on Thanksgiving…I had reason to give thanks for the chance to be able to run…and the gift of the run. And I’m thankful for all of you…who cheer me on either at the races, or over the miles and the Internet.
For as long as I live in this area, I intend to make the Fast Freddie Five Mile Foot Feast a Thanksgiving tradition.
I admit it. The only reason I had a soup that had acorn squash and mango in it was that it was on sale. Super-duper sale. At Big Lots, I believe. I mean, I love Imagine Soups. And I love soups that use squash as a base. I was okay with that part. It was the mango part of this soup that was throwing me. However, the expiration date was nigh and I never let anything go to waste in my pantry. It’s a rule that I swear by. So…therefore, I knew that dinner this week was going to be Imagine Organic Acorn Squash & Mango Soup with vegan, gluten-free grilled cheese sammies. Yep. Soup and sandwiches. Just before Thanksgiving…it seemed logical to me.
This soup doesn’t look like much on its own. It’s a deep yellow color. That’s about all I can tell you about it. It’s got this richness in texture though due to how smooth and creamy it is after you shake it up and pour it into a pan to warm.
Imagine Organic Creamy Acorn Squash and Mango Soup is a simple soup by standards. Its ingredients include filtered water, organic acorn squash, organic mango puree, organic onions, organic butternut squash, organic potatoes, organic carrots, organic celery, organic oils, organic evaporated cane juice, organic ginger, organic spices, organic orange zest…and seasonings like sea salt. Organic tapioca starch is also included, probably to give it that creamy base in the end. What’s not to love about that ingredients list, right? It’s all organic. It is all items that I recognize and could pull out of a vegetable line-up. No hidden chemicals or indecipherable ingredients. That’s one thing I love about Imagine’s organic soup line.
But what it comes down to when it comes to soup is taste. Well, this soup doesn’t lack for flavor. It’s smooth and has a perfect balance of sweetness and savory. That’s where the mango really came in. It added just the right amount of sweetness to the squash flavoring. The other vegetables help add a depth of flavor that just makes each spoonful a delight. I loved it. I’d spoon it up on its own, and I’d dip my sandwich into it at times. It was good either way. And I loved that a serving size (1 cup) only set me back 70 calories. Show me other creamy soups that can offer that kind of nutritional value. You’d be hard-pressed to find one.
This soup is also low in sodium (430 mg) as well, which is always important when it comes to packaged soups. More often than not they are loaded with more sodium than anyone would even need in a day. I love that about Imagine’s soup line as well. They tend to offer more nutritional value, but still keep it flavorful and delicious. I am totally looking forward to polishing this off tonight.
Once again, Imagine puts out a product worthy of high praise. I don’t know why the combination worried me. In the end, it was delicious and that, my friends, is the important thing. The fact that it is one of Imagine’s gluten-free soups is also a plus. Check them out if you haven’t yet. They have an endless line of amazing gluten-free soups. I can’t wait to try out even more of them.
Imagine Natural Creations Organic Creamy Acorn Squash and Mango Soup
I still remember the day the announcement from Katz Gluten-Free came through my e-mail. It was this little bright spot in a busy, hectic day. After having introduced gluten-free donuts (which are the best out there…hands down!), Katz Gluten-Free was now offering…donut holes! YES…donut holes!
And why not? No bit of delicious gluten-free donuts should be wasted. Not even the little center part that gets cut out.
I knew…that moment…I had to have some. So, I placed an order.
And when they arrived I did a little dance of joy. Happiness. Donut holes. Just like what I used to eat as a kid from Dunkin’ Donuts. Just…smaller. And healthier for me too, when it comes to donuts. I have always been a sucker for donut holes. They are easy to just bite into and nibble on. Little bite-size wonders of donutty goodness. Few things make me as happy as donut holes…except gluten-free donut holes…because I can actually eat those.
Well, after the immediate elation of having Katz Gluten-Free Cinnamon Donut Holes…they ended up just being packed away in the freezer. Life was busy…and I was working my way through other delicious gluten-free treats. But with this being a short week thanks to Thanksgiving…I needed something to eat after hitting up the gym yesterday. My answer was found in my freezer. And Katz Gluten-Free once again saved the day. These little donut holes were there and I now had something to fill my belly after hitting up the cardio and weights at the gym before heading into work. Perfect.
I was a bit confused on the serving size. I think the nutrition information that is on the carton actually pertains to the Katz Gluten-Free Cinnamon Donuts. The box says that it serves 6, which would mean each package contains enough for each serving to be 3 donut holes with two left over. This seems like a very small serving for 160 calories. But…that’s what the package said, so I ran with it. As I was hitting the gym, I decided that I’d eat one of the extra ones in the serving size. Why not? I let them thaw overnight in a plastic bag and when I got into the office the next day, I put them on a plate and gave them a quick 10 second heat in the microwave.
Yeah…these just cemented the reason that Katz Gluten-Free have my favorite donuts. Even the donut holes are awesome. What I love about the Cinnamon Donut Holes is that they are little bites of sweetness, without being too much. I love donut holes for that reason. They are the perfect size to just…pop!! Let me tell you…I’d be hard pressed to not sit down with the entire package and devour them all in one sitting. It won’t happen. But…it would be oh…so tempting. These little donut morsels are soft, and have a great cake donut texture. They aren’t heavy in the slightest.
My only complaint would be that I would definitely feel more satisfied for the 16o calories if I were actually eating the donut. Then again…like I said…the nutrition information is definitely incorrect on the donut holes, so who is to say what the serving size is or how many calories I was consuming. Maybe an entire box is only one donut. I don’t know. I just will portion these out so as not to go through them too quickly and enjoy every little donut hole bite.
Truly delicious.
Katz Gluten-Free…you keep winning me over. And if you keep making donut varieties such as this…well…my paychecks will continue to head your way. Thank you for setting such a high standard for gluten-free foods and treats. I have yet to meet a product I didn’t like.
Actually, until this journey to Columbus, Ohio, I had never even had a macaron. I have heard of them, looked at them online, even thought about making them myself. What is a macaron? Is it really a macaroon? Nope. There actually is a difference.
A macaroon is an American version for a flourless egg-white based cookie. Most often it is made with coconut.
A macaron, however, is a French cookie made with almond and egg whites that are sandwiched around a cream-based filling. They are often found in a rainbow of colors and a variety of flavors.
I don’t know how Jenn and I stumbled across the Web site for Pistacia Vera on Saturday morning…but we did. And we noticed they had a gluten-free menu. On it were a plethora of baked items…including every macaron that they made. Yes…macarons are gluten-free because they are made with almond flour. Gotta love that. So, after stopping by the race expo for the Hot Chocolate 15K, we hit up a market, and on our way to get ice cream, we swung by Pistacia Vera to get some macarons to take with us.
Pistacia Vera is a sleek looking dessert boutique located on South Third Street in German Village in Columbus, Ohio. They are a from-scratch pastisserie which boasts a menu of over 60 seasonal pastries and confection. All made by-hand and with great care. They specialize in classic European technique, making it a truly special stop while in Columbus. Their Web site boast that their coffee and espresso are considered to be the best in town. If it’s made like it is in Europe…or even France for that matter…I bet they’re right.
I didn’t get coffee when I was in there that morning, however. I was there on a mission. A mission…for macarons.
Jenn picked four she wanted to choose and Cathy and I decided to split the difference and each choose two to sample. We were actually quite interested in the same flavors, but I let her take them and went for a couple of other delicious sounding ones.
Pistacia Vera’s Buckeye Macaron, Maple Walnut Macaron, Peppermint Chocolate Macaron, and Mocha Hazelnut Macaron
In the end, Cathy got the Peppermint Chocolate Macaron ($1.25) and the Buckeye Macaron ($1.25). Since those two were taken by my roomie, I opted to give the Maple Walnut Macaron ($1.25) a try and the Mocha Hazelnut Macaron ($1.25) a try. They both definitely sounded delicious. Actually, the entire display case of macarons sounded awesome, but I figured as I had never had a macaron before, I would start small and I could always come back for more. As we were checking out, I spotted the gluten-free caramels near the register. Specifically the Cashew Caramel with Fleur de Sel ($1.50). We got one single piece of that and were on our way. With much to do that day, like going out of town, the cookies and caramel got left behind at Jenn’s house.
But Sunday after my 15K race…we all split the Cashew Caramel with Fleur de Sel (I forgot to take a picture of it!). It was delicious. Very light. Not too chewy, but just enough. It wasn’t going to get lodged in your teeth. This was caramel done right and done well. It had a delicious flavor to it. I love cashew, so it was the ideal one and probably why it caught my eye. Even though she groused about having to eat a caramel, my roommate seemed to like it well enough. It just took her forever to eat it because she was just in a grumpy mood and thought it would get stuck in her teeth. She has a thing or two to learn about good caramel. Hopefully this helped.
The macarons, however, made the journey back to Louisville with us. And last night, I decided that they would be perfect to have for dessert. After polishing off dinner and doing up the dishes, I pulled out the macarons and dished out each of our chosen ones. Cathy got the green minty one and the deep brown chocolate/peanut butter one. And I got the two lighter colored ones. I was looking forward to trying these out for the first time.
Cathy had already taken a bite of each of hers by the time I made it back out to the living room. She declared that they were both really good, but that she really liked the Buckeye one. Being that it was chocolate and peanut butter, I now kicked myself for not getting it. But, alas…there will be other options.
I settled in and decided to give the Maple Walnut Macaron a try first. It was the lighter one of mine. One bite and I was hooked. The light, chewy outer layer was fantastic and very delicious. I loved how these treats weren’t heavy at all, despite being sandwiched around a layer of cream filling, usually a buttercream or a ganache. It was love at first bite. So, I moved onto the Mocha Hazelnut one…and yeah…that was like taking a bite out of a fresh coffee. Honestly. The flavors are amazing and just simple. I loved the softness of the cookie and the richness of the cream inside. I could have probably eaten more of these and not felt full at all. They are that light and airy. And yeah…I’m now a fan of macarons. Go figure.
Maybe I will give making them a try sometime.
Until then, I am thankful for places like Pistacia Vera in Columbus, Ohio…for having a gluten-free selection that is awesome and extensive…and so very good. Yeah…I’ll definitely be visiting this place again. They have way more flavors of macarons for me to try. And maybe I will get some coffee next time…just to see if it really is the best in town.
Pistacia Vera’s Maple Walnut Macaron and Mocha Hazelnut Macaron
Me crossing the finish line of the Hot Chocolate 15K – Columbus, Ohio
Race: Hot Chocolate 15K/5K
Place: Columbus, Ohio
Date: November 18, 2012
Time:1:13:28
There is just something about running for chocolate, I guess, that makes me move faster than I ever imagined possible. That seems to be my mojo when it comes to races that involve chocolate. Honestly. The last two races I have run that have involved some sort of chocolate at the end have turned out my fastest times yet. I think I see a pattern, yes?
But, once again, I am getting ahead of myself.
I was so excited to see a race on a weekend that I was going to be in Columbus, Ohio. Nevermind that I was going to be about two hours away the night before seeing a concert. Why take that into consideration? After all…this was the Hot Chocolate 15K/5K race. Hot chocolate. You get hot chocolate and chocolate fondu with goodies at the end. Seriously!! It came down to which distance I wanted to do that day. In the end…I chose the 15K.
Packet pick-up was held on Friday and Saturday at the Greater Columbus Convention Center in Columbus, Ohio. We went down there Saturday morning…and after getting lost in a sea of ballroom gowns and dancers, we finally found the small expo where I could get my number and my goodie bag. The swag for this one was cool…a windbreaker. I was pretty excited to be getting a jacket instead of a shirt. However, in the end, Cathy purchased a long-sleeve tech shirt for me too. And I love it. After that…it was off to run a few errands, go back to Jenn’s, get ready to leave for Cleveland, meet up with friends for dinner, enjoy a concert…and drive back that night. The following morning…I would run. It occurred to me that choosing to do this race might not have been the best idea I ever had. But, I was committed to it now.
It was really early on Sunday morning and I was at my friend Jenn’s house. While I often wake up at 5:40 a.m. (or earlier) for races, this one was difficult to get up for. Why? Because I had been up in Cleveland, Ohio the night before at The Monkees concert. The drive back to Columbus got us back to Jenn’s by around 1:30 a.m. or so. We all immediately got ready for bed and it was near 2:00 a.m. when that happened. A couple hours of sleep and my cell phone blared my GO RUN! alarm. I was out of bed, shambling toward the bathroom with my race day clothes and talking myself into actually going. I love to race, but I was dead on my feet and I knew it was a cold morning. Sometimes it’s hard to get started when those are your conditions.
But…I managed. Made my way downstairs to eat the cereal I brought with me and get the race bag packed up and ready to go. I made sure that Cathy had a Luna Bar to eat while I ran. Just cereal for breakfast is not an option. I grabbed my Smart Water from the fridge and began to just get a few things together while sipping some water to make sure I was hydrated…without drinking too much. I am a princess…and the thought of having to use a port-a-pottie is not a pleasant one for me. Jenn made it downstairs…had a light breakfast as well and got a few things together. I went to brush my teeth then get my bib number pinned onto my front.
The big debate now came. Do I bring the hydration belt or not? This was actually my first 15K distance race. I have pretty much covered everything else under a half marathon distance. It would be 9.3 miles when all was said and done. I know I’ve run that far without my hydration belt before, but it was cold…and I still have yet to get that thing to sit right on my waist so it doesn’t bounce and try to move around to the front. In the end…I left it behind this time and said I’d just make use of the water stops. There were four of them along the course, so I wouldn’t have to worry about becoming dehydrated. When the weather turns cold, that can be a major problem as most runners won’t even realize that they are dehydrated.
With all that said and done…we shambled out into the cold morning to get in the car and make our way downtown to the Hot Chocolate 15K. We expected this to be an easy commute…and for the most part…it was. That is until we got near the race area. Then…then it got a little congested. Lights would change and lanes wouldn’t move. We knew where we wanted to park but it literally took forever to get there. It was 7:20 a.m. when we finally got to the parking garage and I was already eating my pre-race banana. Yes. In the car.
We parked and began to make our way up the stairs of the parking garage to the street level. We got there just in time to see a wave of runners take off. Ah…the 5K was off and running already. Sure enough…it was past 7:30 a.m. and their race was now starting. We stepped outside so Cathy could snap some pictures and we cheered for the last few waves to go through the start gate. We laughed at a couple of the costumes being worn by some of the runners. With the 5K off and running, RAM Racing (the peeps putting on the Hot Chocolate 15K/5K) began to get set up to send the 15K runners off.
I didn’t have much time to get accustomed to the chill of the air…or stretch. So as they began to put someone in place to hold the Corral G (my corral and the one that lead off the race) sign, I did a few important stretches to get my muscles a little warm. I gave Jenn a hug and she sent me off with the traditional (and lucky) blessing of “Don’t pants your poop! The power of Dean [Karnazes] compels you!” I love Jenn!! She always makes me laugh and can take the pressure and tension out of any situation with a simple phrase. Cathy and I went toward where they were loading runners into Corral G. She gave me a hug, took my warm fleece jacket from me, and told me to have fun and assured me that I was going to do great. Cathy is awesome like that. Even when I have doubts she makes it seem like this will be an easy run…just like training…just like a fun run. No pressure. Just go out and do what I love. I honestly have some of the best peeps cheering for me. Seriously.
The announcer at the start line was thankfully energetic and getting runners pumped up. I actually needed that. But as I hit the button on my Garmin to begin finding satellites, I was already starting to get excited for the run. It’s hard not to when you have the energy of other racers around you. Despite being chilly, it was a beautiful, sunny day in Columbus. So, it would be a good run. Actually, the temperature was a few degrees warmer than originally predicted. I felt a bit overdressed in my long sleeve tech shirt with my running jacket over it. In fact, I figured I was probably going to get too warm in it. But…too late to change any of that.
The 8:00 a.m. start time crept closer and we soon had a countdown to go-time. I started my iPod when it reached the 15 second mark. And then…the horn sounded and we were off. I passed Jenn and Cathy on the way through the Start gate, just after starting (and again, stopping…stupid gloves!) my Garmin. I flashed a smile and a peace sign…and I was off. And I restarted my Garmin a few steps down the way.
The first 5K of the race was spent running the length of North High Street. This was a great stretch to run. Only a few minor inclines…but mostly flat. I hit the first mile marker and noticed the clock time was showing a fantastic, but fast, pace for me. I thought to slow down, but my legs were feeling good and the cool weather was definitely assisting. The first mile marker also was where the 5K run turned off of High Street. The 15K runners were to continue on. And I did. Mile 2 flew by just as fast, again, the clock showing a better time than I was used to. Mile 3 was next…and at the 5K mark, I had managed to clock my fastest 5K time to date (which doesn’t count as this is not a 5K race…but hitting 5K in 24:07 was an awesome feeling). Yeah…I may have been tired and running on fatigued legs…but this race was agreeing with me. I only worried that perhaps I was going out too fast. I tend to do that at races and then I fade at the end. Soon after the 5K line we began to wind and twist through small roads near and around The Ohio State campus. Yeah. There were quite a few turns made coming into Mile 4.
Just after Mile 4, I decided to make use of the water stop. I ran past the Gatorade pushers and to where water was being handed out. I managed to work my way toward the back and snag a cup (no easy task in knit gloves). I sipped from it and then tossed the rest of it. I just needed a little and I was back on the path and running. The clock on Mile 5 was a bit screwed up, so I stopped paying attention to them after that. I tend to do better when I run and not pay attention to my time. Takes the pressure off. Miles 5 and 6 ticked off in no time and I hit the 10K marker with my fastest 10K time to date as well (again…it wasn’t in an official 10K race…so no points for it…but hitting 10K with a time of 48:25 was thrilling!). I made use of the water stop here as well, taking another few sips of water before continuing on.
All I had left ahead of me was a 5K race.
The last bit of the race always seems the longest. I don’t know why. But, I was going to make this happen. Mile 7 and Mile 8 were flat and easy. I bypassed the water stop there, but got caught up in the crowd. And then…somewhere just at the start of Mile 9…we get a hill. Yeah. That’s just evil. So, I push myself up the hill and just continue on. I know I’m getting close because I’m running past the convention center. I can hear announcements being made. I round another corner and there it is…the Finish. I can see runners going through and I pick up my pace as much as I can. We all know that I am not a sprinter…so my finishes are never with a flourish of speed…but I do try to push harder at the end. I passed by the DJ that was keeping the crowds going and the runners encouraged near the finish and blew on through, catching sight of Cathy and Jenn on the side, waving my sign and cheering.
My Finisher’s Mug for the Hot Chocolate 15K/5K with all the goodies included
It felt great. I paused my Garmin and walked over to where they were standing. Cathy told me to make my way through the recovery area and meet them near the booths where they were handing out the Finisher’s Mug (yes…mug). I managed to weave through other finishers and find them in the recovery area. I tore the tag off the bottom of my race bib and went to retrieve my Finisher’s Mug. I was handed a giant plastic mug that had hot chocolate in a cup in the middle, a well filled with fondu chocolate. A full banana, a marshmallow, two vanilla wafer cookies, a Rice Krispie treat, and a square of chocolate. Oh yes…I do love running for chocolate.
However, given my food allergies…I enjoyed the banana dipped in chocolate and the chocolate square. I let Cathy and Jenn split the rest, which they happily did. And they let me finish using the dipping chocolate first so there would be no cross-contamination. My friends are awesome. With our bellies happy and full of chocolate, we decided to call it a race well-run and return to Jenn’s so I could shower and we could think about heading out to grab a bite at P.F. Chang’s.
I would totally run in another Hot Chocolate 15K race in a heartbeat. SO much fun. If one comes to your area, I highly encourage you to sign up for it or the 5K and run for some chocolate goodness. It’s fun. I promise!
Official results of the Hot Chocolate 15K are that I finished it in 1:13:28! That is now my benchmark for a PR in a 15K. So when I run the Boilermaker in Utica, New York this coming July…I know what I’m aiming to beat. I was 312/3021 overall; 129/2234 women; 24/347 in my division. Do you even know how awesome those stats sound to me. I am still surprised I could run that fast and that much on so little sleep and very tired legs.
Running for chocolate is always a good incentive to run. I just seem to run faster when it’s involved. Really had a great time at this race and was so glad that I did choose to run in it, even with the logistical nightmare of everything that came before it. I hope Columbus hosts it again next year because I’d love to come out and do it again!
The Celiathlete 