Flint

I had been talking to my grandmother the other evening. It was nice to hear Assyrian being spoken. I miss hearing it. All I seem to find online is Iraqi/Western dialects and it's not the same. Compared to the Eastern dialect is sounds like you are coughing up phlegm.

We discussed how Flint was and how Flint is. My Grandfather worked for Buick and every week he brought his pay check home and gave it to my Grandmother. Where she would take $12.50 and buy a $25 Bond. They were poor, no doubt about it. But she saved her money and she helped send both her sons to school.

I told her that economic meals were very interesting for me, so she started to tell me of a few Assyrian recipes. Recipes I knew and have made but let her tell me because I got to hear her voice and some recipes I didn't know.
I carefully repeated the Assyrian words to get them correctly and she would help me when I had problems, which was more often than not now. Then she would spell them in English and that would help.

It ended with her promising to send me recipes I needed. I had some already but she has adjusted some of them for less servings. Chadah was traditional made in huge batches with flour measured in pounds. So she is sending me one that uses cups, as in one or two. I will post them when I receive them and have successfully made them Gluten-free. She feels the rice flour will be fine, because honestly Chadah is filled with butter. It is not a healthy dessert and is meant to be eaten with tea in
tea glasses with sugar cubes.


Well I am going to look to buy more bonds today. I had bought a few and now I think I will go back to it.
Buy your own

On frugality in the Celiac world

I was not always frugal. It took my husband being laid off to show us the beauty of economy, and although try as we might we still lost our freshly built dream house and were required to sell a vehicle to get by. It was as they say touch and go.
We dumped cable and never looked back.

In November of 2006 I was diagnosed with celiac disease. I was confused, relieved, and completely overwhelmed. Sound familiar.
I began craving simple comfort foods to help me through this transition. This purge of body and kitchen.

I found places that sold gluten-free products. Good or bad, they all had one thing in common: expense.

Therefor we embarked on a great journey of attempting to bake from scratch more often.
The new ingredients confused me, I was never much of a baker even before my diagnosis.
Hating to waste precious "exotic" flours these attempts grew less and less.

And then something occured. I got pregnant.
I was thrilled. I was also ill and full of cravings. This is when we discovered that my husband is a fantastic baker!

Wishing to help continue that trend I searched for bulk supplies.

My love of frugality led me to Honeyville Grains, and more importantly their brown rice flour in bulk.


*yum*