Gluten Free Chicken Noodle Soup

Before I moved to California I tried to comprehend how it would be even possible to be sick here. Arching blue skies, layered clouds stretching off into the distance, the constant ebb of the ocean, a fresh, smooth air billowing with life. No, no smog here in Santa Monica. But it happens, we have gray days, sometimes the outlines of far off buildings are smudged with haze, maybe even the heavy clouds will oblige us with some rain. And sometimes you get sick. But there's always Gluten Free Chicken Noodle Soup. Or vodka. either one.

Mediterranean Crispy Stir Fry

Okay, you've found me out. My secret is scattered all over the internet. It's true, I'm a squash fiend. And yes, this is yet another recipe including those awkwardly shaped little beauties. But can you blame me? For most of you it's winter out there, bone shattering, muscle cramping cold. I get it, I lived in it for the first 22 years of my life. You want stews, you're craving gravy drowned comfort foods. But it might as well be summer here in ethereal southern California, and my plate begs for a light and tangy mass of noodles and veggies. I just love me some Gluten Free noodles and veggies in a crispy stir fry, it can't be helped.

Gluten Free Sweet and Sour Orange Glazed Wings

I don't do sports. And I don't just mean in a strictly no thanks, I'd prefer not to have merciless balls thrown at me in a manner which makes it impossible to defend myself while I run pointlessly in a tiresome circle listening to my teammates groan about my physical ineptitude sort of way.

Gluten Free Breaded and Grilled Squash and Zucchini

I've always been a vegetable fan. A lover, admirer of vegetables even. Their perky, verdant hues highlighting my plate (always huddled together in their own zone, if there is to be any mixing of food it will be on my terms, deliberately chosen to couple on my fork).  I never understood, as a child, my anticipated role as an enemy of broccoli. Pile it on and pile it on high. Little bit of butter, little swish of salt, please and thank you. "Greenie Beanies", contingents of potato in all size and formation, stack the ears of corn up in my room if you have to, I wanted it all. And then we moved to Utah. To live on a farm. And subsist on vegetables we pulled from the ground. And I met squash. And knew what it was to choke down a vegetable.