Hui Wei, 221 Glossop Road, Sheffield S10 2GW Hubby and I took our two boys (aged 4 and newly 6) and my mother in law to Hui Wei, which is the only Chinese I’ve come across in Sheffield that advertises gluten free food. Anglicised Chinese food really isn’t the kind of food I like to … Continue reading
Category Archives: Gluten free
Courgette spaghetti (pasta schmasta)
Having been a pasta snob, I’m yet to find a gluten free version I find acceptable, so this is a great, and very healthy, substitute. And guess what – it doesn’t all stick together in the pan like GF pasta does. It’s also quick to cook and it’s a one pot dish. What’s not to … Continue reading
The christening of a languishing pie dish
Hubby and I put in a joint effort to create a rather tasty, autumnal game pie last week. It was a big moment for me as I got to use, for the first time, a beautiful pie dish I got for Christmas last year. I was diagnosed coeliac in February, and as said pie dish … Continue reading
Roarrr!
I’m not normally one to post my birthday cake efforts on the web but I really wanted to share this recipe, as it’s not really written as being gluten free. It’s a classic Delia recipe for a flour-less chocolate cake. It’s light as a feather and deliciously squidgy. I’ve made it for grown ups and … Continue reading
A French revelation – les galletes sont sans gluten!
So, I’m just back from a two week camping holiday in the Vendee. Food-wise, it was a tragic shame to miss out on the French bread and patisserie but the holiday was saved by two wonderful surprises. The first was at a creperie in Bretignolles-sur-Mer called Mille Sabords. My two boys were keen on the … Continue reading
Coeliac versus the Cheerio addict
I’m still relatively new to the wheat free world, and prior to being diagnosed (BC – before coeliac ) I ate a lot of wheat. My whole family did – bread or cereal for breakfast, often sandwiches for lunch and pasta or noodles were a staple in the evenings when I need to make something … Continue reading
Becoming gluten free
So I won’t bore you with the full diagnosis story – suffice to say it involved multiple trips to the Royal Hallamshire and a couple of rather nasty gastroscopies. Continue reading