Spain is not a difficult place to be gluten-free.
In the hotel, I only are breakfast, which usually consisted of fruit juice, eggs, ham, cheese and coffee.
There was no gluten-free bread, as you can get in most three or four stars hotels these days.
But that I can do without.
I did take about ten EatNakd bars and M&S Honeycomb Crisps, but Ialso found some Spanish bars, that were labelled Gluten-Free in large letters.
They would have done at a pinch.
I also had a couple of good salads.
I ate in this restaurant on Monday night.
The restaurant had the best allergy-friendly menu, I’ve ever found. Not from a point of the food, but from the way the information was presented.
For gluten-free food, I just avoided any item with a large red dot, with a gluten sign in the middle.
I ate here on the Tuesday night.
I’d been pointed to the restaurant by Lonely Planet’s guide to the Canary Islands (p 74)
It’s all, they say it is.
I didn’t book, but then November wasn’t busy in Las Palmas.
It was one of the best restaurants, I’ve eaten at in Spain. You have to remember that C and myself tried quite a few.
I paid 33 euros for two courses and a glass of wine.
I could spend that in say Carluccios in Leeds!
I ate here on Wednesday night after seeing the gluten-free sign on the facia.
It is a restaurant to watch, as it had mixed reviews, so it could go either way.
But at least it serves gluten-free San Miguel lager.
I wish them lots of success.
If you have to be gluten-free like me, you won’t starve in Las Palmas.
The merger of the world’s two largest brewers; Anheuser-Busch InBev and SABMiller, that is reported here on the BBC, will not affect me one jot, unless the new company decides to use its power to make it more difficult for everybody to buy real beer and cider.
What to me is frightening about the merger, is that they don’t have one gluten-free product, that I would drink. So single-mindedly they will force people down the route of their chemically produced crap.
I have a feeling that if this merger goes ahead, there will be repercussions that they don’t like!
They’ve been a long time coming, but today I relieved Waitrose in Islington of six Celia gluten-free lagers.
If anybody should find any Celias in an obscure Waitrose, send me a picture.
In the 1970s, my late wife; Celia and myself lived, with our then three sons, on the eleventh floor of Cromwell Tower in the Barbican.
The shops in those days in the area were not very numerous and with the exception of the excellent market in Whitecross Street, getting everything we needed wasn’t easy. There was no supermarket, unlike today where there is a Waitrose in Whitecross Street.
So often on a Saturday, we’d take the boys up the hill to the Angel and shop in the Marks and Spencer and the Woolworths in Liverpool Road opposite the Underground station.
I’ve since found out that the Marks at the Angel is a long-established store and it may have been the one my grandmother spoke about, that she used around the time of the First World War, when she and her family lived just down from the Angel by the Regent’s Canal.
Woollies went a few years ago and much to the regrets of many of the locals is now a Waitrose.
My friends, who knew Celia, and myself often share a laugh over the fact that when I can get it, I drink a Czech gluten-free lager called Celia. A few weeks ago, I heard that the beer will be stocked in Waitrose, so I wrote to them asking where it will be stocked locally. This is an extract from their reply.
I’ve looked into this and I’m pleased to tell you that this should be available at both our Islington and Barbican branches from tomorrow.
As these are two branches, that we would have walked past together in the 1970s, long before they opened, I just can’t help thinking that life is truly strange!
Could anybody, who spots Celia lager in their local Waitrose please let me know?
My Celia was a dark natural blonde.
And up until now all Celia gluten-free lagers were the same colour. But not any more.
This dark variety is rather good. I only ordered four from Ocado!
But that’s the problem, I can never get enough of Celia.
I finally had an Ocado delivery today.
There are a lot of bags. But then there were a lot of bottles of Celia gluten-free lager and a couple of boxes of Coke.
I went for lunch today to Vozar’s in Brixton, which is a gluten-free restaurant, that also sells Celia lager.
Note that I took the last pictures as I walked back to Brixton Underground station after the excellent lunch.
I’ll let the Germans win the beer war in this World Cup. English gluten-free beer seems to be sold out!
I ordered this beer from Beers of Europe.
It’s strange that the Germans can make good gluten-free beer, but can’t generally get the food right!
German coeliacs must live by beer alone!
I don’t drink much spirit, but I do like the odd glass of whisky. So I was pleased that the new Adnams whisky is now available.
I first read about the availability of the whisky in this article in The Times. The article tells how it is illegal for spirit and beer to be made on the same site, due to a law dating from the 1700s.
What Adnams did is outlined in this paragraph from the article.
Although the law had never been repealed, Mr Adnams tested its validity by submitting an application to HM Revenue & Customs. “We got a reply in only three months saying yes,” he said.
No-one in his right mind, ever says no to an obviously sensible suggestion from supposedly sleepy Suffolk.
I’m looking forward to getting a bottle!
It may be a novelty to most of the world, but when I started drinking Adnams bitter, they only had thirteen pubs and supplied a few clubs in the local area.
The Scots will not be quaking in their boots yet, but then Watneys thought they could crush this then tiny brewery from Southwold, by buying many of East Anglian’s breweries, including all in Norfolk. Red doors are still associated with bad beer and service all over East Anglia.
I have two drink problems. The first is that I never drink more than one bottle of cyder or beer in an evening and secondly, my fridge that keeps the wine cold has gone and died.
So now, I have a large number of bottles, that are probably ruined and I doubt I’ll drink them!
I suppose, if I was an alcoholic, they’d have gone by now.
I’ve already poured some once-nice rose down the sink. But judging by the smell, I only missed stripping my gut and ending in hospital.