Scones, pie, pumpkin bread, acorn squash, quinoa salad with pears…

Thanksgiving. Nothing sends shivers of trepidation up a gluten-free dairy-free girl’s spine like the mental image of Grandma’s white bread dressing, or shimmying slabs of Aunt Ida’s pumpkin pie. It’s a butter and wheat flour gorge fest with danger at every turn- the gut-twisting threat of thirty-six hours chugging
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