About Us

I went gluten-free in May of 2008.  I was studying Chinese Medicine in Chengdu, China, and it was a really happy and exciting time in my life.  Not only was I almost finished with acupuncture school, but for the first time in as long as I could remember, I didn’t have any digestive pain.  I kept calling back to the States to share with Nate (my now husband and then boyfriend) my disbelief in how good I felt.

I came back from China, and Nate asked me what I wanted for my first meal back in the U.S.  “Mmm, I’ve really been wanting a burger.”  He obliged, and within an hour of eating it, the pain was back.  “Liz,” he said, “I think you have a gluten problem.”

It wasn’t the first time I had heard that.  One of my herbalists in school had told me the same thing, and recommended I get tested.  I declined.  A life without gluten wasn’t a life I wanted to envision for myself.  I loved cookies.  And bread.  And cake.  So I stopped seeing that herbalist.  But this time, the evidence was too obvious to ignore.  I quit gluten for the next 10 days.  I felt great again.  And then I bit the bullet and took a gluten tolerance test.  But not before having a quesadilla the night before.  After all, I needed to make sure some gluten was in my system, right?  The test showed severe gluten sensitivity, but thankfully not celiac.

A few years later, the intestinal pain started to come back.  It happened each time I ate corn chips.  I thought that restaurants were lying to me about their chips being gluten-free.  But then it happened after I ate grits.  And then after eating a gluten-free cake I later found out had corn starch.  So corn got scratched off the list.

A year after that, rice was the next offender.  At that point, I quit all grains.  Some other health shifts had been happening as the grains started making their way out of my diet.  I had been plagued by allergies my entire life.  I grew up on allergy pills and shots, and neither made a discernible difference.  But every time I dropped another grain, my allergies improved.  And the residual facial paralysis I had as a result of Bell’s Palsy started to become less noticeable after quitting grains.  At that point I still ate dairy and legumes – but these two would soon fall by the wayside for the same reasons.

At the end of 2013, I did the Autoimmune Paleo Protocol (AIP) for 60 days.  I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that I felt awesome.  I was able to add back most of the foods (nightshades, nuts, seeds), but I kept dairy out for a full year.  And spring 2014 was the first spring I had ABSOLUTELY ZERO ALLERGIES!  This was a huge deal!  Even with the previous dietary changes, I had some spring allergies.  But now I had none!  Everyone around me was telling me what a horrible allergy season it was and I had no clue!

So this is my story, or at least a little piece of it.  My body has been my navigator toward better health, and toward wanting to help others feel better – whether it be to be allergy-free, free of digestive issues, losing weight, avoiding disease, or having better mental health.  I bring an attitude of appreciation for the way I have to eat.  Because really I don’t have to eat this way.  I choose to eat this way because it makes me feel better.  It makes me feel empowered.  I focus on what I get to eat, not on what I can’t eat.  And it’s my passion to help others feel that way about their diets as well.

Thanks for being a part of this journey.  I hope this blog and these recipes help you as much as it helps me to live this way and share it.

With love and gratitude,

Liz