The other night my husband and I were invited over to a friend’s house for hor d’ourves and cocktails. We don’t get out much with the kids, so I lined up a sitter and we made plans.
The hostess told us to come hungry, so I immediately began to get nervous about the food situation. I was sure that I would be able to drink wine, but wasn’t sure what she had on the menu. For some reason I felt a little uncomfortable asking what she was planning on serving. I am not sure what that was all about, because normally I have no problem practically barging right into someone’s refrigerator to read a label. Perhaps it was due to the fact that we don’t know them all that well, I don’t know. I sent the hostess a text message asking if we could bring anything and she sent me back a message letting me know that we could bring beer if we wanted. I felt this was a good opportunity to remind her that I have to eat gluten-free and sent back a message saying that we could bring beer for my husband, but I can’t drink it because it is not gluten-free.
On the night of the get together, I made sure to have a substantial snack in my purse in case I was unable to eat what was served. I packed some almonds (protein) and a Larabar and knew that would be enough to old me over. Upon arriving, I discovered a beautiful fresh fruit & veggies trays and dip that was gluten-free. The hostess made chicken & shrimp kabobs with red peppers & pineapple. They were marinated in T. Marzetti’s Light Berry Balsamic, which is indeed, gluten-free. She made sure to check the labels for gluten and I double checked. I can credit my husband with “breaking the ice” about the food. Our hostess put Goldfish crackers out and my husband made a comment to make sure to put those right in front of me because I can’t eat them – LOL! That opened the door for me to ask about the marinade for the chicken & shrimp.
We had a wonderful meal & visit with our friends. While I normally strive to write posts with steps about how to go about verifying in advance that all the food will be safe, I wanted to write about this to show you that even a veteran gluten-free eater can still experience “the butterflies” when it comes to the gluten-free diet. I also hope that I was able to show you how I was able to overcome that and not compromise my health by eating food that I was not sure was safe for me to eat. My favorite phrase that I preach to Jon and he now preaches is “when in doubt, go without”. And, when I say “go without”, I don’t mean to go hungry, I mean to forgo the suspect food and fall back on the food you have packed for an “emergency”.