Eighteen years ago, my life changed in a big way.
I discovered—before it was hip and cool—that I was allergic to gluten. At that time, all I had to feast on were salads.
After several years of this, as I’m sure you can imagine, I was pretty sad.
Salad with balsamic vinaigrette everywhere I went was beyond depressing.
As the years continued, I discovered allergies to dairy, soy, corn, and refined sugar.
So, I began creating my own recipes that were filled with things I could eat.
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