It’s the Friday before Easter, and all of the major grocery stores are closed.  LoML has run out of coffee, so we were out for a walk to 7-Eleven to get some. While there, he grabbed a cheap-o muffin.  Walking back home, we passed a bakery, and he commented that he should have gotten a real muffin from there instead.  I said, oh, there’s a bakery there?  (I never notice bakeries anymore, unless it has a green neon light that said “ALL GLUTEN FREE!!”). He said he always forgets about it, because he doesn't like to buy things there if he’ll be at home.  I said as long as there’s no gluten-y goodness flour in my house, you can bring in anything you want, you know that.
He does know that, but he still worries about me getting sick, as he’s had to come to work at least twice to collect me from the bathroom floor when a co-worker has called.  Pretty much the only thing that he brings into the house with gluten is his bread.  He keeps it on it’s own little area in the kitchen, and I have my completely GF AREA.
Since he has his bread, and he makes toast ALL the time, I haven’t really used a toaster in years.  If for some reason I had to have toast, I’ve done it on the oven broiler.  I know, we could have two toasters, we have two of almost everything else, but until this past year, we haven’t had enough counter space to store two toasters.  So I went without.  I figured it was my small payment to LoML in return for him eating gluten free pasta all the time.
Last week, I finally ordered those toaster bags you can get from Coeliac Victoria/Tasmania.  And for the first time in years, I had toast straight out of the toaster!  I’ll have to play around with the settings, and the top edge got toasted a bit more than the middle, but hey, who’s complaining! Â
I love my husband and friends who keep me safe when I eat. Â And I love my new toaster bags!