Monday, July 30, 2012

Coconut flour biscuits

This was part of breakfast today:

A biscuit made from a recipe at It's gluten free and it is hands down one of the best gluten free biscuits I have tried. It did not go over well with kids though. There was a general cry of wanting cereal, so maybe it just not a biscuit and berries kind of a day. The recipe makes only one biscuit, so double or triple as needed.

  • 1 Tbsp. Bob's Red Mill Organic High Fiber Coconut Flour
  • 2 Tbsp. Bob's Red Mill Golden Organic Flaxseed Meal
  • 1 Pinch Celtic Sea Salt
  • 1/2 tsp. Rumford Aluminum-Free Baking Powder
  • 1 tsp. Ghee or Unsalted Organic Butter, Cold
  • 1 Large Pastured Egg
1. In a small bowl, sift together coconut flour, flaxseed meal, sea salt and baking powder.
2. To the flour, add ghee or butter and with a fork mash together until small crumbles form.
3. In a separate bowl, scramble egg and then add mixture to crumbles.
4. With a spoon mix together and spoon into greased 4 1/2 inch ramekin.
5. Bake at 350 for 15 minutes.
6. Cool on rack. 
7. Run a knife around edge of ramekin and turn upside down to remove biscuit. 

Friday, July 27, 2012

I sometimes live in deja vu land

Yesterday I received a comment on a post that gave a suggestion to make my headlines more attention-grabbing. It was all very nice and constructive until the end when it was suggested I visit Anonymous' website , which had something to do with sexual content. This is the reason I moderate my comments.
I know the bulk of bloggers are all about how many followers can I receive, and how can I garner more attention. I am not one of those. I know some of the material will be bland from time to time, or even repetitive. How many times can a person read about how a child is in an eating rut? :)
The truth of it is - that's  my life. It is a cycle of laying low during those harder 'I only eat this food' phases, and constantly trying, repeating many times over; because that is what it takes with an autistic child. There are many times, especially in the beginning, when I thought "okay, this again! Deja vu!"

The whole point of my blog was for it to be my journal in a way. It helped to alleviate the monotony of repetition for me, helped me analyze the new food experience after the fact, relieved the frustration. I can refer to it when I am out of ideas, as a reminder of tips that worked before. I was thrilled when I actually had a couple of followers, and excited when the first "I tried this and it worked" was sent to me. I am happy when it helps others, but the primary goal of this writing for me is still that it provides a release, a chance to express my own emotions if I need to.

So Mr. or Mrs. Anonymous commenter - thank you for the feedback, but please take your sales elsewhere!

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Making E the A to Z... G is for green peppers

After the figs, someone had a mini-anxiety attack over the fact that she had tried 5 new foods in a relatively short amount of time and reverted to not wanting anything new. Plus I wasn't sure what to do for G. Coming up with this stuff is frankly stumping me a little. Then my sis-in-law listed a few G foods, and I decided on green peppers.
I sliced them into super thin strips and threw in some yellow ones too.

She LICKED them first. Gah! This is something she used to do about 3 years ago when the occupational therapist was still helping us come up with different strategies. I thought we were well past licking. She proceeded to eat the rest of dinner, then kept looking at the green peppers and looking at me. I winced internally as I asked if she wanted ketchup to dip them in. (E has slowly asked for ketchup less and less recently.) " Do I have to eat these?", she asked. "No, you don't", I replied. I was ready for adding this week to the failure list, when she grabbed the salt shaker, liberally sprinkled some over the strips, and ate a few. Then she cleared her plate and went off to her room. She didn't say she liked them, but she didn't gag either.

I am honestly over the moon. She has come so far in so many things, and I am given a tiny inkling of hope that she won't be like the character in the movie Temple Grandin - "I only eat yogurt and Jell-o". Maybe, just maybe my slightly less resistant eater might one day be a foodie like her mommy. And I will have to blog about something else.

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