When I Went Gluten Free

WHEN SOMEONE THINKS I’M VOLUNTARILY TURNING DOWN BREAD

WHEN I SUM UP MY RELATIONSHIP WITH SERVERS

WHEN A RESTAURANT HAS GLUTEN FREE PASTA

WHEN SOMEONE TELLS ME THEY WOULD DIIIEEEE WITHOUT GLUTEN

WHEN I REALIZE I FORGOT TO ASK IF THERE’S FLOUR IN THE SAUCE

WHEN SOMEONE INSISTS THAT GLUTEN FREE IS JUST A ‘FAD’

WHEN EVERYONE’S GUSHING OVER THE BREADSTICKS

WHEN I KNOW BETTER THAN TO ASSUME EVERYTHING AT A RESTAURANT WILL GO AS PLANNED

WHEN I TEST MY LATEST GLUTEN FREE CONCOCTION ON MY FRIENDS/FAMILY

WHEN I SCAN THE BRUNCH MENU.. THE CARB-Y, GLUTEN-Y BRUNCH MENU

WHEN SOMEONE CRITICIZES MY FOOD CHOICES (E.G. FROZEN GF PIZZA 5 DAYS IN A ROW; EXCESSIVE FRENCH FRY CONSUMPTION)

WHEN I FOUND OUT DORITOS ARE GLUTEN FREE

WHEN THE WAITER IS READING THE SPECIALS AND I'M MENTALLY RULING OUT WHAT I CAN EAT

WHEN I GET THE ROOM SERVICE BREAKFAST FORM AT A HOTEL

WHEN I STUDY THE MENU FOR 25 MINUTES, ASK THE WAITER 23947 QUESTIONS, AND THEN...

WHEN MY UNCLE OFFERS ME THE BREAD BASKET.. AGAIN

WHEN I CAN DRINK ALL THE ALCOHOL BUT EAT NONE OF THE FOOD