The Celiathlete

March 4, 2012

Hillbilly Tea – no backwoods operation, just delicious tea, food, and the comforts of home

Restaurant: Hillbilly Tea, Louisville, Kentucky

Most restaurants go into a slight panic when I turn up. No, I’m not kidding. Unless they are equipped with a gluten-free menu, my preface to an order usually begins with, “I want to let you know that have a gluten allergy…and I’m also a vegetarian.” Usually, and sometimes unsuccessfully, this relegates me to the SALAD portion of the menu.

This was not the case for Louisville’s own, very eclectic, fantastic Hillbilly Tea.

I know, the Yankee (I was raised in New York) in me balks at the name. But for this Appalachian-style tea café offers up all the comforts of home, in a trendy, comforting setting. It’s hard not to immediately fall in love with the rustic style within the walls of this café in downtown Louisville. The wooden tables. The variety of chairs. The tables adorned with simple flowers in small individual vases, so as not to interfere with your conversation across the table. It’s a beautiful setting for a fantastic dining experience.

Hillbilly Tea defines itself as a trendy tea café, which offers a variety of fresh, organic whole leaf teas, which they mix and pair themselves. Additionally, the chef is cooking up Appalachian comfort food, sourced from local organic farms. It’s a dining gem in the hart of Louisville, Kentucky (located right across the street from the First Street White Castle, FYI). It doesn’t look like much on the outside, but it’s what is inside that generates the magic.

I had just finished up the Anthem 5K Fitness Classic in Louisville, Kentucky on Saturday and was absolutely starving. On a lark a couple weeks back, I had gone ahead and purchased a Groupon for food and tea at Hillbilly Tea. As we were already downtown, and famished, my roommate and I headed over to Hillbilly Tea for brunch. And it was already bustling at 9:30 when we finally parked and ducked inside.

We were greeted warmly by the front of house and shown to a table near the back. I fell in love with the rustic decor, how no tables were clothed, how the silverware was served wrapped in a napkin and held together with a clothespin. Yes…I was already in love with this place before even settling on food and a tea to try. We were given menus and left with them to mull over for a moment while he went to seat other patrons heading in to eat as well.

Tea was the first thing on my mind as it had been a very, very cold morning and I was still chilled from my 3.1 mile run in shorts in 30 degree weather. I settled on hot herbal tea ($3.50), choosing the Sweet Dream variety, which is a delicate mix of chamomile with a hint of peppermint and lemon. My roommate, who is just learning the wonders of tea, opted for a black tea ($3.50), whether it’s because it would have more caffeine or what, I don’t know. She chose the Morning Dew, which is billed as brisk and bold, begging for milk and sugar. Actually, she chose it because it sounded like the Irish Breakfast tea that I fell in love with in Ireland (Bewley’s…in case you were wondering). We put in our tea orders and then turned our attention to the food portion of the menu.

On Saturdays, brunch is served at Hillbilly Tea, although throughout the week they have a menu for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The brunch menu is a conglomeration of all of them, I think, scaled down, and perfect for a Saturday crowd. You see, Hillbilly Tea, on Saturdays, serves food from 8 am – 4 pm, so the brunch menu is honestly ideal. I had finally settled on what I was going to get when the hot tea was served at our table, just freshly put in the infuser. I was told to let mine steep for 5 minutes, my roommate for 3 minutes. Instructions well received and followed. Our waiter then was ready to take our order for brunch.

I led off, giving my usually spiel about my food allergies and vegetarianism. Without hesitation. Without even blinking an eye, my server said, “We have a fantastic gluten-free menu. In fact, with the exception of (named off dishes here), everything else is gluten-free or can be made without the bread or scone to accommodate.” A knowledgable staff…this is not something I am used to. I don’t like the guessing game when it comes to what I might be eating or what might be in my food. And this…this put me right at ease. So, I ordered the Breakfast Platter ($7.00) without the toast and with a side of the Pit Roasted Sweet Potatoes ($3.00). My roommate opted for the Eggs and Biscuit and Gravy ($8.00) with a side of the Corn Pone ($3.00). The order was in and we settled in to enjoy the atmosphere, conversation, and some fantastic hot tea.

I was quite happy with the food when it arrived. It looked and smelled amazing. My meal actually consisted of three scrambled eggs, which looked to be seasoned with fresh herbs, and served with a potato and mushroom hash. The Pit Roasted Sweet Potatoes looked like healthy, ungreasy, sweet potato fries. Not what I was expecting at all.

My roommate’s plate was a delicious looking platter with house-made hearty biscuits, smothered in a vegetarian gravy that is made up of shitake mushrooms and thyme, and then topped with two perfectly poached eggs. It was actually the first time my roommate ever had a poached egg (and for this, I don’t know whether to blame Gordon Ramsay or Anthony Bourdain), but she figured she can’t say she doesn’t like something if she never tries it. And, with the exception of a taste of biscuits and gravy at Nat’s (a divey diner in Los Angeles, CA), she never had biscuits and gravy either, just always said she despised them on their looks. But, she went out of her dining comfort zone again and took a chance. For her, it was victory. She fell in love with poached eggs and raved about the dense biscuit and how it paired well with the gravy on top. As for the corn pone…well, she loved how it wasn’t sweet, it was perfectly scored with grill marks, and was ideal to sop up the remaining gravy from her plate. Brunch success.

So, how did the Breakfast Platter fare? Well, this was the first time in a very, very, very long time where I didn’t top off my eggs with hot sauce. And, these eggs, honestly, didn’t need it. They were scrambled to perfection, so that they clumped together, but were still soft. No cheese (loved that part!) was added to bulk it up or flavor it out. It was very nicely seasoned with the fresh herbs folded into the eggs. It didn’t need anything else. Perfect flavor and I didn’t even miss my hot sauce (and that’s saying something!). The potato and mushroom hash was divine. Honestly. The potatoes were seasoned to perfection and cooked to a nice light brown. The mushrooms weren’t watery or overcooked, and folded in perfectly with the potatoes. I was in carb heaven. Add to it the delicious Pit Roasted Sweet Potatoes and my dining experience was beyond amazing. What I loved about the sweet potatoes was they weren’t salted, they weren’t fried. They were sweet and roasted to perfection so that they held up when forked and were tender yet on the inside. It was the best sweet potato anything I ever got anywhere…and I order sweet potatoes a lot.

We each polished off our plates and sat to finish up our tea. The check was brought over but we were told not to rush. We did have a lot on our plate today, so we paid, bid adieu to this fantastic little restaurant, and headed out with the promise that we would come back for a lunch during the week sometime and also try it out for dinner another time. Not only is the food great, but most items on their menu don’t even hit the double-digit mark. Upscale, organic food at an affordable price…I’m beyond okay with that.

If you happen to live in the Louisville, Kentucky area or might be passing through or in town for some reason, do make an effort to stop by Hillbilly Tea. They serve up some of the most amazing food in the city from this little unassuming place in the heart of downtown. It’s comfort food taken up a notch and served to perfection. I can’t wait to return and bring a couple of friends with me. While it’s tempting to keep this place all to myself, I can’t stop myself from wanting to share it with others either. Therefore, it’s best to bring in a fresh crowd and get them hooked as well. Places like this need to stay open for a long time to come. Healthy, delicious comfort food…right in the heart of downtown Louisville. No joke…this place does exist. And it goes by the name of Hillbilly Tea.

Hillbilly Tea's Breakfast Platter (no toast) with a side of Pit Roasted Sweet Potatoes

March 2, 2012

Kicking off the Louisville Triple Crown of Running

Anthem 5K Fitness Classic, Louisville, KY

You gotta love a city that puts on a series of events in an effort to promote and help more runners and walkers in the area embrace a healthy lifestyle and work towards a goal of completing a three-series race series. That, in a nutshell, is the Louisville Triple Crown of Running in Louisville, Kentucky. This annual event takes place in downtown Louisville every year, with three different legs of the series, all of different lengths. And tomorrow…it kicks off.

The races are the Anthem 5K Fitness Classic, which kicks off the entire series, tomorrow, March 3rd. March 17th is the Rodes City Run 10K. And on March 31st, the Papa John’s 10 Miler caps off the series.

I am registered for all three of the races in the series. This will be my first time running in the Triple Crown and I’m quite excited about it.

Today, Louisville is filled with thunderstorms and severe weather. Tornado warnings are everywhere. People are in a panic. But…I’m playing it cool. I’m actually not too worried about it.

And tomorrow, with the front moving through, we’re cooling down from our unseasonably mild winter weather to some cooler temperatures. It will be a good morning for a run. And I’m really anticipating being a part of this growing event. Last year, over 8,000 people ran in the Anthem 5K Fitness Classic. This year, there are more. And I’m so proud to be one of them!

Then, the next race will be one of two that I am running that day. The other is part of another racing series (Frankfort Trifecta in Frankfort, KY) that I am participating in. And at the end of the month, coinciding with a long run for my half marathon training…the 10 mile run. It’s a good build up for my first (of four) half marathons I am participating in this year.

That being said, I love a big, popular race and I really am looking forward to hitting the streets with local runners, and those who have traveled in to be a part of this. I’m ready to run. I’m excited to run. It’s races like this that make me call myself a runner.

Stay tuned…because I’m sure I’ll have some stories to share from the road.

And for those out there who are participating in this as well…good luck!

But…no running today for me. Day of rest. I need strong legs to carry me through what is called a fast, flat course. Here’s to hoping for some run magic.

March 2, 2012

Kinnikinnick’s graham-style crackers will make you want S’more

Product: Kinnikinnick Graham Cracker Style S’moreables – $4.59+

Remember those nights in the summer, either at camp or at home, when you’d sit around a fire and roast marshmallows on a stick, layer a graham cracker half with a piece of a Hershey’s bar, slather on the toasted, gooey marshmallow, and smoosh it all together with the other half? That was the life, yes?

S’mores are every campfire’s guilty pleasure. But I had to give them up. Three years ago, when I became a vegetarian, marshmallows were nixed from my diet (they have gelatin in them). And then, a year ago, when I had to go gluten-free, my graham crackers went bye-bye as well.

I’m not going to lie, it was not easy to give up my S’mores. Especially when I would attend a bonfire and watch everyone make them. It was a bummer, for sure. But, you know, you just get used to it.

Does that mean the craving goes away? Of course not!

And then grocery store karma happened. I had one of those magical moments when I was walking through the small gluten-free section of one of the grocery stores in town when I spotted these on the bottom shelf. Kinnikinnick Foods had come out with a Graham Style Cracker that they were marketing as (ready for this?) S’moreables. And right there…right on the front of the box, screaming at me from the bottom shelf, was a delicious, ooey-gooey looking S’more made from these gifts from gluten-free heaven.

I was sold. And so was that box because, budget or not, it found its way into my grocery basket and then in my pantry soon after.

Last night, without a dessert prepared, I decided to bust out my impromptu S’mores as my treat. But these were not just any S’mores, friends. Nope…I made mine a Gourmet Gluten-Free Vegetarian S’moreable Treat. Too much Top Chef? Perhaps. But I went all out.

Kinnikinnick Foods S'moreables Graham Style Cracker

I admit it…I was immediately skeptical about this product after busting open the box and pulling out a cracker for myself and my roommate. They are much smaller than an actual graham cracker is, and they look like little sheets of cardboard. Looks can be deceiving though, so I ran with it and prayed that it would be delicious. After breaking them in half, carefully, with the assistance of a butter knife, I grabbed a Ghirardelli Intense Dark Chocolate Hazelnut square from my chocolate stash and placed them on one side of the cracker. Because I am a vegetarian, I reached for marshmallow fluff for the marshmallow bit of this treat. But…how to get that roasted flavor?

Simple.

Kitchen torch. And I just happen to have one. (Too many cooking shows bring about spontaneous purchases).

A simple torching of the fluff, and the marshmallow-goodness was roasted as though it had been done over a fire. AWESOME! So, it was with great trepidation that I flipped it over onto the chocolate half, and delivered one to my roommate while I toasted up the fluff for the other one.

But when I heard an approving sound from the other room, I knew we hit gluten-free money! Gone was my concern over the appearance of the product. With my kitchen torch now stored, I joined my roommate in the other room with my own gourmet s’more. One bite…and it was better than anything I had before. The crackers not only smelled like ‘real’ graham crackers, but the taste was so close you’d be hard pressed to tell me these were gluten-free. Amazing, sweet, delicious and the texture was dead on. I was beyond impressed.

Even better…only 60 calories a cracker. Guilt-free graham cracker style dining. YES!!

Kinnikinnick impressed me once again with one of their products. I am honestly loving finding brands where every product I have tried has been great. When I find a name I can trust, I tend to stick with it. Kinnikinnick is becoming one of those gluten-free brands that I could just go to and find something good without having to worry about it.

If it’s been awhile since you’ve had a S’more due to gluten intolerance…well, those days are numbered. Find these crackers and treat yourself to that campfire treat…right in the comfort of your own home. Oh…and if you don’t have a kitchen torch, you can toast up marshmallows (if you aren’t vegetarian) or the fluff in the oven via the instructions on the box of S’moreables.

So here’s to those summer nights filled with a messy handful of graham cracker, chocolate and marshmallow goo. Because anyway you toast it up…that’s just good stuff.

Gourmet Gluten-Free S'more made from Kinnikinnick Foods S'moreables, a Ghirardelli Intense Dark Chocolate Hazelnut square, and Marshmallow Fluff

March 2, 2012

Pacific cooks up a delicious, creamy Roasted Red Pepper and Tomato Soup

Product: Pacific Natural Foods Roasted Red Pepper and Tomato Soup – $1.00+

I admit it.

As a child, I loved those days when dinner was one of those tomato-based canned monstrosities like…”Uh-oh, Spaghetti O’s.” Yes…admit it. You loved them too. Who didn’t?

I stopped eating Spaghetti O’s a couple years ago. Now, because of my gluten intolerance, I can’t eat them at all. And, that’s okay. I really don’t miss them.

I do, however, have a love for delicious soups. And when I picked up Pacific Natural Foods Roasted Red Pepper and Tomato Soup, I didn’t realize what kind of a treat I was in for. It looks like an unassuming, creamy tomato soup. And for the most part, that’s exactly what you get.

What I didn’t expect when I sat down with a bowl of this for dinner last night was how much it would take me back to my childhood days. Honestly. My gluten-free grilled cheese sandwich took a back seat to the soup.

Here’s the thing about this soup…not only is it a rich, tomato flavor, but the roasted red peppers and hint of garlic give it this delicious sweetness in each spoonful. And yes, the flavor was very reminiscent of those cans of Spaghetti O’s. In fact, upon my first slurp of this soup, that was the first comment I made. However, unlike Spaghetti O’s…this soup is kosher, gluten-free, and low fat. Additionally…much healthier and made with organic produce and products…nothing processed. Just delicious.

I fell in love with this soup. I’m so glad I have more of these little packages in my pantry to enjoy. Soup can either be amazing or fall flat. And when it’s such a simple soup, it’s a risk flavor-wise. But this had the right hint of sweetness, followed by the rich flavor of tomatoes that makes a creamy tomato soup worth diving into. And when it’s made with organic produce and made creamy with an organic low fat milk, you feel confident in the product and the health benefits you get from choosing this over…say…Spaghetti O’s or one of those processed canned soups made from…words you don’t even recognize. I’ll never go back to those. I can’t go back to those. Honestly.

Once again, Pacific Natural Foods has wowed me with one of their soups and I think it’s landed itself right at the top as one of my absolute favorites.

Looking for a sweet, creamy soup to take the chill off your winter day? Reach for a trusted, delicious, nutritious product. Find Pacific Natural Foods and take a chance on a flavor. But if you’re looking for that rich comfort of tomato soup, reach for the Roasted Red Pepper and Tomato Soup. You’ll discover it’s awesome flavor too.

March 1, 2012

Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K – Hoover, AL (February 25, 2012)

Bryan, Me, and Armand at the start of the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K in Hoover, Alabama

Race: Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K

Place: Veterans Park, Hoover, AL

Date: February 25, 2012

Time: 27:48

Sometimes there comes a time in your running career when a moment will forever be etched into your mind. Something special happens. Something clicks. It means something to you. It’s yours to treasure.

One of those moments, for me, is this race.

I’ve run countless 5Ks before. In fact, for me a 5K is a walk in the park. I could do them in my sleep. Am I super-fast at them? Hell no. I’m not fast by any means. I steadily fall in the middle of my age group at races. But 5Ks are fantastic runs. I love doing them. They’re quick. A wide variety of people run in them. And they can still be a challenge at times.

The race at Veterans Park in Hoover, Alabama was certainly a challenge. But that’s not why this race is special.

I signed up for this race when I was in Birmingham visiting my family for Christmas. Why this race specifically? Well, it gave plenty of time for training…for my brother-in-law, Bryan. Bryan had taken up running a couple months before and was working his way through a Couch To 5K program. I went running with him when I was there. It was fun. He kept up a good pace. And we could talk about different aspects of the sport. He could ask me questions, which he did. So, we picked a race and it would become his first race. I was already looking at participating in this one as it was attached to a Gluten-Free Expo in town, so it was ideal. Perfect time for him to train properly.

The day before the race, my parents call me to let me know something else is going on. My grandpa would be driving back through Birmingham from his trip down to Florida and he was going to be stopping by. They mentioned to him that Bryan and I were participating in a race on Saturday and he opted to stay an extra day and come out for the event. I was thrilled. Beyond thrilled.

The trip down to Birmingham was easy. That night, we went out to eat at a little diner, The Depot, in Helena, Alabama. I brought my own slices of gluten-free bread and dressed it up with the lettuce, onion and tomato my dad got (on the side) with his burger. A side of tater tots and we were in business. I went to bed that night beyond excited about getting up the next morning and doing the race.

There was a chill in the air that morning in Alabama. In fact, I had to scrape frost off my car windows. But I pulled on my shorts and my Rudi’s Gluten-Free Bread t-shirt that was provided to me by the company and ate a light breakfast of Cinnamon Chex. I split a banana with my grandpa. He was already discussing with me walking the trail and picking up any discarded pieces of clothing to take to Goodwill. Or, perhaps, he’d work one of the water stations. SO cool!! Sometimes I don’t think my grandpa realizes that he’s 90. I’m okay with that because he doesn’t look or act 90.

We get to Veterans Park and manage to find parking. The packet pick-up and registration was easy to spot, so I hustled on over to get my packet. Sadly, they were out of my size t-shirt (!!!!), so I went a size up. My goody bag was a reusable bag from a local running store, Trak Shak, which does a lot of races in the area. Inside were some gluten-free goodies to enjoy (crackers, Larabars, etc.). Bryan, my sister and their two boys showed up next and I showed Bryan where to go to get his bag. They were out of his size t-shirt too (!!!) so he had to take one a size down. Note to those putting on the race: Pre-registered runners should always have a guaranteed shirt in their size. Just sayin’.

No sooner had we gotten pinned up, our friend Armand (who lives in Atlanta, GA), turns up for the race as well. There were hugs (and a manly handshake between Bryan and Armand), and we got him registered for the race. No t-shirt for those signing up on race day. Which…is too bad.

The three of us spread out to get a few easy stretches in while we waited for the announcement on where the start line was. There was nothing really set up for it…no sensor laid out on the terrain or anything. As we are doing this, my grandpa decides that he is also going to be in the race, as one of the walkers! Honestly, I was stretching and the next thing I know, he’s pinning on a number. I was so excited. I had talked about the course with my grandpa earlier. I had looked at the park online and it seemed like a relatively flat course. No one had really been over to the park to check it out, but every picture showed people walking or running along a level path.

The announcements were made that the race was to begin in five minutes and all participants should make their way over to the start line. The problem was…no one really knew where the start line was. People started moving off in one direction, so we kind of followed them, but it was more than a little confusing. Finally, it was pointed out that the race would start on the grass, between two metal barrels that were positioned there. Okay…

As we were heading that way, I spotted someone who sort of knew what he was doing, so I inquired as to what our route would be. He said we had to run across the field to get to the path to get the .1 in for the 3.1 miles of the 5K. Understandable. After that, we would run the path that the cross country team runs. That meant nothing to me, but as I am not ever in the lead, I figured that I would just go where everyone else goes as usual. One woman overheard the directions and commented about the path being the ‘one with the hill.’ Uh oh. Well, I figured we were in the middle of a field…how hilly could it be? Flat paths in pictures. Yes. This wouldn’t be so bad.

And it wasn’t. Except that this was more of a trail run than a road race. The path was completely made up of loose gravel, little pebbles that made running on it more like running in sand. Once you hit the path, you round a corner and you head into a wooded area where you round a lake, come back around, and head through a tunnel to hit up the other side of the park. The entire time, you are cruising along on this soft gravel, feet sliding a bit, sometimes hitting roots and pine cones. It was a challenge. I never ran cross country in high school or college. In fact, running was punishment in the sports I did play during my time in high school. College? I was too busy working full time and going to class to fit in any sort of sport. This was completely new to me and, I’ll be honest, I wasn’t prepared for it.

Be that as it may, I still took the race as it came. Instead of going with the downhill motion though, I found myself pulling back, so as not to trip on a tree root or slip on a pine cone. It was a different sort of race. A learning experience for sure. I had left Bryan and Armand at the start line, so I was hoping they were doing okay with the terrain. And, since the woman mentioned a hill, I found quite a few on this path. More than I would have anticipated. And every time I ran up one, I thought, “Okay…that was the hill she was talking about…”

WRONG!

I found the hill…about 1K out from the finish. I round a corner where this massive, steep hill loomed, hidden from the cover of the trees. I think I deflated upon seeing it. Here I was…so close to the finish…and this beast was what stood between me and the finish line.

“Oh dear God!”

Yes, I said that aloud. The runner behind me started laughing and as I started up it in a run, I heard him say, “Screw it, I’m walking it.” Oh yeah…this was THE HILL. No doubt about it. And as I crested it to the leveled off area at the top and started back toward the tunnel to head in to the finish line, I thought about my grandpa, who was doing this race. I had said flat terrain. Here we had hills. THAT hill to be specific.

After the pass back through the tunnel things got a little confusing. Runners weren’t quite sure where to go. Someone was waving in the distance to go straight, so the runner ahead of me and I did that, despite other runners having gone around the parked cars and through the playground to get back on track. Guess I got to that point at the right time. Next time…some cones to guide the way might be a good idea. I could see the finish line, so on went the last bit of speed I could muster (thanks to THE HILL) and crossed the finish line. My roommate, Cathy, and our friend Marc (who had moved to Birmingham last year) and was toting around his 1-year-old daughter, were there to greet me. I wasn’t happy with my time, but I wasn’t disappointed either. That was the first time I had run in those conditions so 27:48 was nothing to sneeze at. Honestly, I had been hoping on setting a new 5K PR, but it will happen another time in another race.

Bryan flashing a thumbs up in the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K

Now came the part I was most excited about. Bryan’s finish. He was still out there, but I knew he wouldn’t be long behind me. Cathy went to go get my mom, sister, and the kiddliewinks to come to the finish line. Marc and I stood around and talked for a bit. It was great. The excitement of the race was there. And we had brought signs for Bryan. Because every runner needs signs and encouragement during their first race. Or any race.

The family got to the finish line and we busted out the signs. Landon, who is five, was given a sign that simply said, “Run Daddy Run!” My sister had a sign that said, “Bryan: Today you are my hero!” Except she had pictures to take so I held that for her. Makes sense. And not but five minutes after we got everyone there…we see him. He sees us. His pace picks up and he runs down the final stretch to the finish line. And he crossed at 37:57 seconds. A great base to build on as he does more running. I was so proud of him. I went and gave him a hug and congratulated him. And he said that he had a lot of fun. I had been telling him that running in races is addictive because runners are awesome people and the atmosphere at these things is just…incredible. I think he now understood. He had a great time.

Bryan crossing the finish line at the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K

Armand was about 10 minutes behind him. When we saw him coming the cheer section kicked back into gear. Armand finished the race in 46:03. We congratulated him and talked for a bit about the run, about the path, about THE HILL.

And then…it was grandpa’s turn. We could see him coming. He was walking the race, but as we found out, was the oldest competitor in the event. It was so much fun to stand at that finish line and cheer for him. Chace, my 2-year-old nephew, scampered out to see grandpa as he was coming into the finish line. And Landon went to walk with him through it. Grandpa, at 90 years old, completed that 5K course, with THE HILL, in 55:12. It was so awesome to be in a race with him. He had to give up running a couple years ago, but walking he can do. And he rocked this race. At 90 years old, he finished a 5K in under an hour. That is amazing. How many 90-year-olds can claim that? I was so proud of him. There were more hugs and our race was done.

Armand had to go, and Bryan and my grandpa were going to head back to my parents house. My sister and mom stuck around for a bit, as we were going to check out the Gluten-Free Expo. But, it took awhile for the awards ceremony to start, and by then, my mom needed to get to the grocery store to pick up some items and get home because both Chace and Landon needed to eat by 11 a.m. and grandpa would probably want to take a nap after the exciting day. So, off they went and Cathy and I went to check out the expo for a brief walk through. It had been our intention to check out a few seminars, but my grandpa was in town, and I could go to other expos. So, after working our way around the tables and through the crowd, we headed home for a light lunch and some down time before hitting up a birthday party for two of my brother’s kids.

Grandpa getting a high five from his great grandson, Chace, at the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K

It was a busy, busy day.

Official race results weren’t posted until Monday, but once they were I found out that I placed fourth in my age division. The woman who came in first, was only 30 seconds faster than me. Wow. Overall, I finished 19th. Bryan was 13th in his age division and 59th overall. Armand was 17th in his age division and 92nd overall. And grandpa…he was 3rd in his age division (which consisted of a 67-year-old and a 61-year-old), the oldest competitor, and was 142nd overall. After scanning the list, I found out 172 people finished, which means 30 people came in after grandpa did. And the person who crossed the finish line last…was 26. I am overwhelmed with pride for my grandpa. He does things like this and I become the proud granddaughter and brag on him as much as possible. And why shouldn’t I? He’s amazing!

I hope that this race sparked a fire in Bryan to get him out and competing in other races. Not only are they great workouts, but races are addictive and fun. I hate when I don’t have a race to be in on a weekend. I hope he does more of them. I hope we can run more of them together. I hope Armand gets back into running, because I’d really like someone to run the Chicago Marathon with me in 2013.

As for grandpa…what can I say? The man is amazing. He is my inspiration…my road hero…for a reason. I love him dearly and thank him for being a light on this path to running.

Two huge things happened at the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K race. Bryan competed and finished his first 5K…and I was in a race with my grandpa. I’m proud of them. Really, really proud of them.

Grandpa crossing the finish line at the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K

February 29, 2012

A slice of heaven served up however you like it thanks to Against The Grain Gourmet’s pizza shell

Product: Against The Grain Gourmet Gluten-Free Pizza Shell – $8.49+

Pizza is a god-given right in this world and the gluten-free community is getting more and more options these days, allowing those of us who otherwise couldn’t have pizza, a chance to indulge. And why shouldn’t we get our own little slice of comfort topped whatever way we like it?

It’s simple…we shouldn’t.

Gluten-free doesn’t mean tasteless or going without anymore. And when it comes to breads and pizzas, I’ve found one brand that I can rely on regardless.

Against The Grain Gourmet.

I’ve reviewed their baguettes as well as one of their frozen pizzas. Well, tonight I got to make their pizza my own because they sell their amazing gluten-free pizza crust.

This frozen pizza shell is the perfect base for a pizza. Any pizza worth its weight begins with a fantastic crust. Like their baguettes, this shell is infused with three cheese. Yes. Cheese baked right into the 12-inch crust. And that’s why there is magic in each bite.

Preparation is simple too. The shell is frozen. Simply place on a pan or pizza stone, top with desired toppings (in my case, a little sauce, some mushrooms, and then half regular cheese (for the roomie) and half Daiya vegan mozzarella cheese (for me). Simple toppings. Because pizza shouldn’t be complicated or overladen with heavy toppings. Place in the oven at 375° for 10-15 minutes and dinner is served.

One bite…and you’ll see why Against The Grain Gourmet produces magic. Whatever cheese infusion they use in their products…it’s sheer awesome when it comes down to flavor. It’s perfect with every bite. Honestly.

Against The Grain Gourmet Pizza Shell topped with mushrooms and mozarella/Diaya vegan mozzarella cheese — Against The Grain Gourmet Pizza Shell topped with mushrooms and mozzarella/Diaya vegan mozzarella cheese

The crust was very light and thin, which is the best kind of pizza crust to have. And it had this flakiness to it that made it that much more authentic. You wouldn’t even guess it was frozen. It tastes rustic and homemade, which is beyond amazing. Not just for gluten-free food, but for frozen food in general. Against The Grain Gourmet knows what it is doing and does it well, as is evident in each product they put out on the market. I have yet to find a flop.

One word of caution, however. While it is tempting to indulge fully in this amazing pizza and devour it slice-for-slice…if you are a calorie counter, you’ll want to restrain yourself just a little. One slice of the eight servings of the crust itself will set you back 158 calories. That’s without your toppings. Another good reason not to laden it down with too much. Is it worth it? Sure. Just make sure you take a walk if you are feeling guilty. But some foods are just made to enjoy and savor. After all, you don’t eat it every day. So why not be a little bad every now and again, help yourself to a second slice, and just savor gluten-free pizza at its absolute finest.

Now might also be a good time to mention that these pizza shells do not come cheap. One crust was $8.49. Worth it? Yes. Totally. Definitely. But it’s not something I can do often. And that is why there are other pizza crust options out there. But if you want pre-made awesomeness…it doesn’t get much better than Against The Grain Gourmet. I think I can stretch the budget every now and again when a cheesy pizza crust calls my name. It won’t be every time the pizza craving hits, but sometimes a treat is a treat and you just reach for the best.

Against The Grain Gourmet…my chef’s hat is off to you once again. Well done.

Slices of mushroom and vegan cheese pizza on Against The Grain Gourmet Pizza Shell

February 29, 2012

Glutino Strawberry Breakfast Bars make gluten-free on-the-go easy and delicious

Product: Glutino Strawberry Breakfast Bars – $5.99+

Ah…the days of breakfast bars. I thought I had left those behind when I went gluten-free a year ago. And, for the most part, I had. With the exception of a Larabar or Think Thin bar every now and again after a long run or so, I pretty much nixed everything else. Not just because such things are nigh on impossible to find (albeit that is part of it), but also because the products that are out there are so pricey.

But such is the life of a gluten-free girl, yes? My food budget is soaring and there isn’t a thing I can do about it. Frankly, I have to eat, and that sometimes is a challenge when dietary needs core into the picture.

Breakfast bars then? Frivolous. Costly. And not necessary.

And then, I went to a gluten-free tasting fair at a local natural foods store one afternoon. Different products were set out for people to taste, try, sample, and fall in love with. Some were winners right off the back. Some fell flat. And then there were some that I filed away for days when my roommate wanted to treat me to something gluten-free, or if the budget allowed for a gluten-free goodie.

One such product was the Glutino Breakfast Bars. The tasting fair had out samples of the blueberry bars, and they were fantastic. But, when push comes to shove, I am a strawberry girl all the way. So, one day while out grocery shopping, a box of the Glutino Strawberry Breakfast Bars found their way into my cart and then into my pantry.

Today…I busted out one of them for my afternoon snack. Now, back when I was growing up, one of the fresh, hot, “nutritious” products on the market was Nutri-Grain bars. Remember those? That’s what these remind me of. A layer of gluten-free pastry stuffed with a fruity filling. A little savory and sweet all rolled into one.

Glutino Strawberry Breakfast Bar (wrapped)

Now, one thing I did notice was how deceiving the packaging is on these. The bar is about the length of a point-and-shoot digital camera, yet it’s packed in a full-size bar wrapper. Size deception aside, however, these actually do taste fantastic. The fruit is sweet and quite tasty. It doesn’t have a ‘fake’ flavor to it and no sugar-shock value. The pastry-like outside is a bit on the heavier side, but not too dense. It rounds out the sweet berry flavor and gives the bar a healthy dose of fiber. I liked it. I actually think I preferred the blueberry that I sampled, but the strawberry was quite good.

Would I buy this again? If the budget allowed, you bet. It’s a quick, on-the-go snack or breakfast that is filling and, honestly, delicious.

If the pocketbook allows, and you’re looking for something handy to keep around to grab while on the go, these are a great go-to option. But, then again, they are from Glutino, who has yet to serve me up a product I dislike.

February 28, 2012

150 miles of road behind me…

I have to blog about the amazing race that I ran in on Saturday that helped get me to this point…but thanks to an outdoor run last night and a run this morning, I have reached yet another milestone toward my running goal for the year.

This morning…I topped off the tank at 150 miles.

I’m here on the cusp of March and already down to just needing 350 more miles to achieve my goal. With four half marathons already booked this year, and one more as a possibility, this goal is looking more achievable each day. Now, that’s not to say there won’t be days that I can’t run…or don’t. With upcoming events comes the build up and the taper off. And with that miles come and go. So, while I’m wracking them up currently, I have my first half marathon in May and recovery to follow from that.

I’m excited. And seeing my goal edging closer and closer just only makes me want to lace up my shoes again and head out on the road.

If this sort of weather keeps up, that might be feasible.

Also…in an upcoming blog, I have a new Monday routine thanks to me going out on a whim last night, stepping a little out of my running comfort zone, and just…making myself do something I normally wouldn’t. And in the end…I had fun and got in a great run in some unseasonably mild February weather. It was just what I needed. And, thankfully, I have a good support system in my roommate who, even if I fight it, tells me to go out and run because I’ll feel better. She’s right. I always do.

150 miles is a strong start this year. I hope I can maintain my health, remain injury-free, and keep it up.

Looking ahead now…towards the next 50 miles. Thank you, feet, for carrying me through these 150 miles. Onward…upward…and forward!

February 28, 2012

Special diets not a problem for Taco Mamacita

Restaurant: Taco Mamacita, Nashville, Tennessee

I know…I know. I reviewed Taco Mamacita already.

But, some things bear repeating. Back when I last reviewed them, I had not yet had to go gluten-free. And that’s why they are getting a second review.

Coming back from a trip to Birmingham, Alabama, hunger usually strikes around the Nashville, Tennessee area. No problem. Nashville is a plethora of restaurants and dining destinations. But when you know there is good food to be had at a good price…well…why go anywhere else?

Since we had (not-so-good) pub grub the previous night, Mexican food was sounding more our speed, rather than hitting up our go-to pub in the area. Since we knew we got great service last trip to Taco Mamacita…we returned with a vengeance. We were greeted by a very friendly waitress who happily grabbed the vegan menu for me upon request.

Our waitress, Rebecca, came over to make sure we understood the menu and to take our drink orders. I told her that I was a gluten-intolerant vegetarian, so if anything I order raises a red flag, to let me know. She said they had menus for both and would be happy to help me through it. Off she went to retrieve our drinks and when we returned, we put in an appetizer for the Chips and Salsa ($2.99).

Soft corn tortillas for my chips and salsa order

And this is how I knew it was going to be okay to eat here, especially after the horror of the pub the night before. When the order came out, half of the chips were fried up into tortilla chips. The other half, were soft corn tortillas, untouched by the frier. Safety, for those of you with gluten allergies know that cross-contamination can be tricky when it comes to shared friers. Here, they took that question right out of the equation and my chips and salsa were just as amazing with unfried tortilla chips. And, as we settled in to eat, I spotted the Taco Mamacita Chipoltle Sauce. One quick inquiry with Rebecca about whether it was gluten-free or not, which she didn’t know but went to check and returned a moment later with the answer – yes, and I was in safe dining heaven.

As for the food…well…with such a diverse menu sometimes it is hard to choose. But, my roommate went with their two taco plus a side combo – the Shrimp Po Boy BLT Taco and the Caribbean Jerk Taco with a side of Green Chili Rice ($8.99). As for me, I ordered the Vegilladas (vegetarian enchiladas), which consist of corn tortillas filled with sweet corn, tomatoes, black beans, and topped off with a spicy jalapeño-cilantro sauce ($8.99). Normally crumbled feta is on top of it, but as I was ordering from the vegan menu, it was kindly left off, which I appreciated. I chose the Jalapeño Corn Slaw as my side.

After a small wait, Rebecca brought out the food, which looked absolutely amazing. By now, we had polished off the chips and salsa and were ready for our substantial meal of the day. And…just as before, the food didn’t disappoint.

I love the Vegilladas. Not only are they packed full of protein and vegetable nutrients, but they were so full of flavor. Nothing bland about this nice mix of corn and black beans. The jalapeño-cilantro sauce was the perfect touch for the dish. Mixing it with the provided pico de gallo only added to the food experience. And, while not big on any sort of slaw, what I found was pairing this mildly spicy dish with the jalapeño corn slaw provided a nice, clean palate cleanser between bites. And this slaw wasn’t overly dressed either. It was perfect, so the different components were still there in each bite, and not being masked by way too much dressing. I liked that. A lot.

We finished our plates, happily stuffed and politely turned down desserts. Rebecca was such a rockstar when it came to helping me out with my menu choices and ensuring a very safe dining experience. I loved coming to Taco Mamacita before but now I have even more of a reason to do so.

Best of all, I wasn’t charged extra for having a special dietary need. So often, when you go gluten-free the price goes up. Not here. Everything (even my half of the chips and salsa) was kept at menu price. I wish more places would do that instead of punishing gluten-intolerant people with at least $1.00 extra for their “special” food.

This was a refreshing and much needed restaurant trip. I felt completely at ease and Rebecca and the kitchen staff saw to it that I had a safe, pleasant, and delicious dining experience.

Food and service like that will make you stand up and say, “Whoa Mama!” And that…is their motto, which makes it only fitting. So, if you happen to be traveling through Nashville, swing by Edgehill Village and dine at Taco Mamacita. It’s worth the stop for great food, great service, and a great price. And when you go back…and you will…try something else. So many interesting flavor combinations…so little time.

Taco Mamacita's Gluten-Free Vegilladas with Jalapeño Corn Slaw

February 27, 2012

Irish pub grub gone wrong at The Red Shamrock

Restaurant: The Red Shamrock, Birmingham, Alabama

I really, really, really wanted to like this place. I did. An Irish pub is not a common establishment in Birmingham, Alabama. Honestly. I had been seeking out something aside from the horror show that is The Tilted Kilt for awhile now. And, finally, at long last, The Red Shamrock opens up in Mt. Laurel and my dreams of going to a pub while in Alabama came true.

The actual pub itself is quite small. A single room with a bar taking up an entire side of the room. We (being my mom, dad, grandpa, roommate, and myself) took up residence at the only table available that could seat all of us. Sadly, it was right in front of the door and Saturday night was a wee bit chilly. Ah well, at least we had seats.

The server brought us menus and let us look them over while he grabbed our drinks. Waters. All around. It was a long day full of racing, a gluten-free expo, and a birthday party for my nephew and my niece. We were all exhausted, and ready for some good food and down time.

Our orders were simple. My dad and grandpa were splitting a fish and chips ($8.95). My roommate was, of course, getting fish and chips. My mom and I were each getting a Shamrock Salad ($5.99). I got mine with a side of their waffle fries. When I placed my order, the server asked if I wanted to add chicken. I shook my head and informed him that I was a vegetarian.

After a short wait, food arrived. As my salad was put down in front of me, I noticed that it was sprinkled with bacon. BACON! I had just said I was a vegetarian. So, I informed the person (not the same server) of the issue and he took it away to bring me back another one.

Now…here is where I have an issue. First of all…nowhere on the menu did it say that bacon came on this salad. In fact, the official description via the online menu says that the Shamrock Salad consists of arugula, lettuce and cabbage mixed with red onions, cucumbers, tomatoes, grated cheese, and a side of my choice of dressing (which I opted for balsamic vinaigrette). No bacon. Not even mentioned on the description. So, already I was put out. A few moments later, my new salad arrives. This pub is quite dimly lit, it’s hard to see, but there were no bits of meat hanging out this time on my salad. It looked okay. I then had to remind him I also got a side of fries, which he then had to go retrieve…now…after my second salad had come out. That eventually made its way out as well.

The Red Shamrock's side order of waffle fries

One bite into my salad and I noticed the cheese on top is blue cheese! Now, blue cheese is normally not gluten-free. UGH. I moved it to the side and ate the untouched parts because nowhere in the salad description did it mention blue cheese either. I was now more put out than anything. Do NOT substitute something without asking if it is okay. While the salad was good, it wasn’t what I ordered. Literally.

The salad that I received at The Red Shamrock was not the Shamrock Salad via the description on their menu. Somewhere, be it the chef in the kitchen or the server pressing something wrong on the app they use to take the order, I ended up with a conglomeration of the Irish Iceberg (which has bacon, egg and blue cheese crumbles on it). You know…this is a new establishment, so I can give it a pass on some things, but it’s a salad. Look at your menu and know what is on it, please!! I was not impressed.

Oh, and after I ate my side of waffle fries, it occurred to me that this is a small establishment and that…more than likely, they use the same frier to do the potatoes as they do the breaded fish as well. Which between that and the bit of blue cheese might indicate why I had an upset tummy and digestive track for the evening and into the next day.

It’s ironic that this happen on the eve of my attendance at at Gluten-Free Expo and being a part of the Making Tracks for Celiacs 5K that was in town. Then…one miscommunication in the kitchen and my order goes horribly wrong.

Lesson learned.

And sadly…nothing really to rave about when it comes to The Red Shamrock. It sounded like a fantastic place when I read up on it. But it fell short of anything amazing. Once it figures out whether it wants to be a sports bar or an Irish pub, maybe gets its menu sorted, maybe trains it’s chef as to what goes on what order and why substitutions without asking are not wise, then…maybe I’ll return. Oh, and it would have been nice if the server (our third of the night!) returned with my dad’s change after he paid in cash, but that never happened either.

For now, I’ll stick to what I know is safe to eat in the Birmingham area when I’m in town to visit my parents. The luck of the Irish was not with me that night and sadly, this isn’t an establishment that I would recommend to anyone looking to dine on amazing Irish food. It was mediocre at best…and incapable of getting my order correct. Sad, because I really, really wanted to like it.

The Red Shamrock's Shamrock Salad/Iceberg Salad (???)