When the Diva was first diagnosed with Celiac and we were first trying to figure out how to bake treats for her without having to rely on boxed mixes, I wanted someone to "Alton Brown" some recipes for me. That is -- break down the science of how things like xanthan gum and tapioca flour work together. With those pieces of knowledge, I could reverse engineer.
And, lo, Mr B read my mind. Or my blog. Either is equally unlikely.
Regardless, last night's episode of Good Eats was all about substitutions. One of those substitutions was for wheat flour in his chocolate cookie recipe to make one that was gluten free.
I cannot wait to try this. Even better, I now understand a little more how the chemistry works. Knowledge is power.
I won't try it until Ms. Thing returns from her grandma's however. Not because I can't bake cookies without her -- but because I decided to seize the opportunity of just having one kid and throw a coat of paint up on the walls of my kitchen. Which has turned in to exactly the sort of clusterfuck that home improvements tend to become in old houses. Pictures of that, however, tomorrow, once I rinse off some of the plaster dust...