First thing first, I’m the realist. Guys, I have to share a story with you. I have literally battled with food for the past 10 years. I’ll never forget the day my doctor called me. I was elbow deep into a bowl of killer penne and vodka sauce and living my BEST life. “Katie, your test results came in and I’m afraid to tell you that you tested positive for Celiac Disease.” Wait, what? No way. Not possible. First, I cried. Next, I ate the rest of my pasta. Then, I fell apart. How in the world am I going to manage life without my main staples? At that time, the gluten-free industry was alive, but in my small town, there wasn’t much. Cue the internet. I scrolled for hours and hours trying to find a way around this and eventually, I just let it all sink in. I had to make a lifestyle change. It was going to be hard, but if this was going to alleviate some of the agony I was feeling, I was going to go all in. I rocked that gluten-free lifestyle, guys. I rocked it hard for 5 years. I’m not going to tell every single detail of my journey, but let’s just say that eventually, I had a new doctor tell me after 5 years gluten free that I merely had an “intolerance” and should have never been diagnosed with Celiac Disease. Cue me diving head first into a Papa John’s pizza complete with garlic dipping sauce and waking up the next morning like I had one too many shots of Patron the night before. AGONY. It was then that I knew my journey with food was going to be difficult. I was not going to let it define me, though. I love being creative in the kitchen and I was determined to find a way to live a grain free lifestyle as best as I could — knowing damn well that if a cookie table presented itself, I was most likely going to give in, deal with the aftermath and get back on track the next day. So, here we are. Most of the recipes I’ll share on here consist of whole ingredients. While I do have a mean sweet tooth, I firmly believe that food is medicine and when I am feeling 100%, it’s because I’m mindfully eating.