Gluten free vegan bakery

If you are in the US and looking for some vegan, vegetarian, or gluten free YUM products I thought I would share this with you. We order from Sami’s bakery and they are in Florida but ship anywhere in the US. They make a gluten free pizza crust that is by far the best I have ever had. We get gluten free bagels, bread, chips, and so many other delicious products from here. So when I cannot make something from scratch, this is my go to place to order food. They also have vegetarian brownies and vegan cookies!!!!!! 

This bag of BBQ chips I am sure should have lasted the week. They lasted a day. I typically do not eat sugar and these do have some brown sugar in them. OMG they were sooo good. 

Just passing along some ideas for those who need a little rest from cooking themselves. 


I met Holly when I saw a PETA ad and that she was working on helping abused animals and animal rehab. She basically saved everything…whales, horses, tortoises, chickens. Anything that needed to be saved she saved. She introduced me to a retirement home for horses where she volunteered. I volunteered there for years helping care for abused horses that were rescued. That connected me to a primate sanctuary where I worked to help rehab capuchin monkeys that were abused. 

I remember when I first met her she told me how she got her chickens. A chicken factory and gone bankrupt and they just up and left the chickens to die. Holly went and loaded as many chickens as she could in her car! She brought them home. Every day those chickens had THE LIFE. The dug holes like dogs! They were given their fill of every food you can give a chicken. My daughter and I would swing in the hammock with the chickens in her side yard. That is how we met. 
At least 3 days a week I went to Holly’s house and helped her hand feed baby squirrels and baby birds, flying squirrels, and everything in between. She made her home mine. She gave me a key. At the time I was working on my ministerial license but had no computer. I spent hours at her house every day using her computer and printer doing my studies and work. She treated me like a daughter and a friend. 
My daughter was 2 when we met Holly. Holly had no children of her own. She loved my daughter like her own. The endless questions my daughter asked, Holly answered. Holly grew her own organic food, had an orchard and fruit bushes.She has 10 acres of farm. At the time she had a horse Jessie and Hotshot. It was pretty much a paradise for my daughter and me. She cooked for us vegetarian food. We rode her horses for hours. My daughter grew up picking blackberries, feeding horses, riding horses, and laying in the grass. We spent most of our time with Holly for almost 10 years. My daughter’s second grade teacher still remembers me picking her up from school early for an “appointment” that she later learned after reading my blog that the appointment was just to go ride horses!

Holly taught me how to superglue a tortoise shell back together. She taught me which bird needs meal worms and which needs ground hamburger and egg. She taught my daughter how to ride a horse. She taught my daughter how to fed a baby bird and when it was time to set them free. She let me daughter hold the bird and open her hand so the bird would fly away free. Holly gave us experiences that grew our hearts and filled our souls. 

The prairie I love. She lives on the other side of it. We used to gallop  her horses through that prairie together. She loved everything I loved. She gave us everything she had. She loved animals and nature and the earth just as we do. 

She collected feathers and stones just like I do. I truly loved her. 

Her sister had 10 acres too. We often visited her sister’s farm. There my daughter and I got to hang out all afternoon with bunnies, a turkey, a pig, horses, emus, dogs. Holly would take Riley riding horses for hours. As my muscle disease started getting worse Holly would help take care of Riley cooking for her and taking her riding while I rested. 

She even took in a foster child that needed to be loved. She loved him like I have never seen a mother love a child. She devoted everything to him and healing him. That love was such a gift to witness. 

She could not have children of her own but it was always obvious to me that the earth, the animals, and my daughter and me, were her children. She loved. Deeply loved. 
That relationship changed when her husband attacked me in their garage and she made a condition of our friendship to forgive him and continue on like nothing ever happened. 

I hated her for that. I hated that she stayed with him. I hated that because of his choice, then her choice, that we lost her. We lost the farm. We lost the animals. We lost so much because of that man. 
Up until now, today, I have never forgiven anyone that has hurt me. That word, forgiveness, is not a word that I use. I have “released them” I have “let them go” but never forgiven. 

Tonight, I was on the prairie with my husband. I was remembering galloping horses across that prairie with absolute joy in my heart. I remembered Holly. I remembered her. Not what she chose to do after what her husband did. Just her. At that moment I forgave her. I don’t know why she chose her husband and I never will. But she gave me a lot. She gave me so much love. She gave my child love. So much love in those 10 years. I won’t forget that. 
I saw her a few days ago. She drove away when she saw it was me. I wish nothing more than to embrace her and send her the love she gave me all those years ago. We obviously cannot be friends but that doesn’t mean we can’t still love right? So I send her love. I send her forgiveness. My first forgiveness to date. A momentous occasion. To important not to share. I forgive you Holly for choosing him and not us because for a long time you did choose us. I haven’t forgotten that. I never will. 


Stream of consciousness Saturday’s word is: Well.
Well, yesterday I felt only gratitude. All day long. This little frog was in the car. He had to be released and the nearest stop was the prayer garden. Stopping at the prayer garden led me to the most beautiful singing bird. Right down the path. There she was. All white with a little markings on her wings. I was told she was a mocking bird. In all of my 45 years I have never seen one before. I held my ipad up and videotaped her song. Then I watched her. She didn’t mind me standing there. She just sang and sang. I walked down the path and found a little white flower in the shape of a butterfly. I found red flowers to add to my “red nature beauties”.I found 5 more red flowers! A red rose, a fire looking flower, and some red pentas. That little frog led me to the prayer garden. I put my hand on the cross in the garden and only felt gratitude.

I made it home in time 4:17 to see the 4:00 flower open. I never walk past her when she is open. I dropped everything in my arms but my ipad which I opened to see exactly what time it was. Sure enough. Just in time to see that yellow flower open.

It was a tree frog day. One had his foot caught in the door. My daughter sung him back to life after I had a long conversation with him! I’d love to add tons of videos frog rescues and frog singing and bird singing but I’m not sure how much space I have for videos. It was a frog day though! A frog led me to a prayer garden. A frog led my daughter to sing.

Then I went for my wheelchair walk. A frog plummeted from the tallest tree on our property right in front of my chair. What on earth! I thought for sure he was injured. He got thoroughly inspected. He was fine. He hopped off with these huge leaps. How did he fall so far and live!

Well, we can fall far, and we can still survive, thrive, make huge leaps. It’s true! This frog was living proof!

During my walk I stopped to take picture of a feather. Because I stopped I ran into two very inspirational people that I believe were placed there perfectly just for me. Just like that feather was. Just on my little walk. I saw some more flowers. The ones that hang in the sky that are purple were blooming. Orange puffy flowers that were in a hedge that I would LOVE to have in my own yard one day.

As I pulled in my driveway I saw a pink flower that smelled like bubble gum and a fruit roll up and more bubble gum. I have seen this flower before in other people’s yards but there one was right on the edge of my driveway. I stopped to smell it. I inhaled all of the scent and felt ok. I felt renewed by the scent of this flower, by the leap of the frog, by the two women I met on my walk.

Well, yesterday I felt gratitude. Everything felt clear in my mind and with my memory.

Today, I felt sad.

I woke up and for 2 hours I contemplated what I would do when my 3 year old got up and if we would take the dogs to the park like we did every day at 11. I was tired. I wanted to sleep a little longer. I fell back asleep and woke up an hour later and realized that my daughter is not 3 and both of my dogs were dead. I felt this blanket of sadness come over me. All day my daughter and husband said that I repeated myself, asking the same questions. I don’t even remember the questions. I guess my brain is not recovered from the seizures. I have to be patient. I forgot I had a muscle disease. My daughter told me that I once said, “If I ever have amnesia don’t remind me I have a muscle disease and maybe it will just be gone.” So no one reminded me. Today I jumped out of bed and decided to cook a good vegan meal for my daughter. I forgot to sit on the stool while I cooked. I walked too fast to the door. I forgot to use my scooter to take the garbage out. Forgetting I had a muscle disease didn’t make it go away. It caused severe pain and it definitely did NOT make the disease go away.

So, well, today I was not so full of gratitude. Not as much as yesterday.

My daughter asked if I could sit outside with her. The mosquitoes were awful. All I wanted to do was get in my bed. NO! How many daughters actually want to spend time with their mom and sit outside and talk. So I wrapped up in a sheet which she promptly took a picture of and said I looked mortifyingly scary in my sheet in the dark but she laughed and laughed and all that gratitude came back. I am grateful that whatever is put in front of me, whatever challenges, they do not stop me from feeling joy. My daughter’s laughter brought back all of the gratitude.

It is like a never ending water producing fresh water flowing well. A well of gratitude that exists if we just allow ourself to drink from it.

Vegan cooking, some easy meals, some hard.

Vegan tacos are my daughter’s favorite. So simple! Sautéed mushrooms, onions, garlic, and some olive oil. Stuff that taco full of lettuce and tomato and then the sauteed parts and bam. Yum. I’m sure you could find tons of things to add to this but she is limited in what she can eat. I am just adding a picture screenshotted from my instagram. I am too tired to crop out all the extras so hey, you can follow me on instagram now because now you know my user name!!!!  

Vegan pizza takes more time! A LOT more time. I make the sauce by sautéing onions and garlic in olive oil, then adding crushed tomatoes and wine and himalyan sea salt basil and oregano(she can’t have pepper). 

The cheese..ughhh the cheese. Here is the cheese recipe:

2 cups of diced cooked (boiled) yellow potatoes

1 cup of cooked chopped finely carrots

1/2 cup of potato water

1/4 cup of nutritional yeast, plus 2 tbs  extra of the nutritional yeast

1/2tsp of Himalayan sea salt

1 tbs lemon juice

Strain the potatoes and carrots and put them in the blender with all of the other ingredients and blend blend blend. 

We buy our pizza crust from a deli that makes vegan/gluten free crust. I put the sauce on, then the cheese, then sliced mushrooms and tomoatoes topped with basil leaves and cook at 400 for 8 minutes. The prep time destroys my kitchen. It will take a good hour to clean his mess up when you are finished but well worth it.

Left over cheese used to make vegan mac-n- cheese. Looks like regular kraft right!!! You can also use the left over cheese heated and drizzled over a baked potato, add a cup of peas and you are halfway there. 

Sweet potato strips are another favorite. 

I cook 2 sweet potatoes and peel and mash. I add 1/2 cup of black beans cooked and strained. I add one cup of cooked brown rice. I add salt, finely diced onions. Mash them all together and form into strips. I cook them at 415 for 30 min flipping half way through. 

I have this week altered this to veggie burgers by adding mushrooms and corn. 

If you try them out, let me know how it goes! I am always interested in new vegan ideas or tips!


I know! Way off topic from my typical posts but this is part of my current life so I thought I would share!

Gluten free. Sugar free. Dairy free. Nut free. Meat free. 

Never thought I could do it! Yesterday I made sweet potatoes and black bean burgers. Today a veggie pizza. Yesterday I made mac-n-veggie cheese. I mean would you look at that! Looks like real cheese right!!! It was made with boiled potatoes and carrots blended with garlic and nutritional yeast and rice noodles  And those tacos!!!! Sautéed mushrooms and peppers in wine and olive oil and Himalayan salt. Oh and let’s not forget hummus. I have to admit….I am a hummus addict. Chick peas, olive oil, garlic, lemon. Dip a chip and you are good to go. I think I can put hummus on a piece of dirt and it would make it taste good. 

I just had to post some pictures because let me tell you this has been a CHALLENGE!!!!!! But I am so proud of myself! 

But also wanted to show that it IS possible to eat dairy/gluten/sugar/meat/nut free and make some yummy meals!!! I still want a piece of chocolate cake fyi…really badly!!!