I suppose this is venting more than anything, but, as I am going through a really bad patch where my stomach/intestines sound like a washing machine, and I am downing imodium and pepto like candy, I really feel that enough is not being done to help celiacs.
I am sick of the lack of choice, particularly the lack of texture in the food I eat. I eat pretty much the same stuff day in day out. Of course, if you read the media and the chattering classes, the view is that gluten-free is everywhere. Well, no it ain't. I live in San Francisco and I still struggle to eat out. I have started to take risks . . . and ended up sick.
More needs to be done. More general awareness, better chef training, more options.
I wish so much I was wealthy like all these so-called successes. You would then see the success I would make of my global chain of gluten-free restaurants. Seriously, that is all I care about nowadays--my dream of opening wonderful restaurants instead of the pathetic measly so-called choices I am meant to get excited about.
I feel patronized and robbed by restaurants, as if they are gracious to offer me ONE crappy gluten-free meal. It is abysmal. Give me the money and I will do what needs to be done.