Somewhere along this health journey I discontinued my bread habit. Was it the rising tide of gluten poison talk? Probably a contributing factor. Could it have been proximity influence from a family member with gluten intolerance? That made it convenient. Did I stop consuming it because subconsciously I knew my diabetes life would be simpler? Don’t think that was it, too much credit given to me.
This is not to say I haven’t enjoyed the occasional sandwich (if you’re ever in Boulder, get the Tempeh Reuben at Mountain Sun Brewery), but I rarely purchased bread at the store over a two-year period. My quality of life was remotely unchanged. I substituted in sprouted tortillas occasionally. Ended up finding some amazing gluten-free cereal at Sprouts (Love Grown Bean-Based Cereal). I ate more rice and quinoa. Continue reading