This year after a small debate I stayed G-Free for Thanksgiving.  I thought I would hate it and while I’ll admit I took an long sniff of the stuffing (my favorite part of a Turkey Day feast) as I passed it to my Grandma, it really wasn’t that hard.

I could eat everything except stuffing, gravy, pie and cornbread.    That might seem like a lot, but what it means is that I got turkey, turnips, carrots, peas, mashed potatoes, and cranberry sauce.  It was a delicious meal.  And here is the best thing about being G-Free on Thanksgiving: I was never stuffed.  Normally at the end of Thanksgiving I’m so full I feel sick.  This year I didn’t stuff myself with three pieces of pie and extra stuffing so I never felt that full.

That really made it worth it.  At the end of Thanksgiving I always regret how much I’ve eaten.  It was really nice not to this year.  I wish I could just have more will power as a gluttonous gluten eater.