I have always considered myself quite a nice person. I like food of all shapes, flavours and colours. From every country and continent. I don’t discriminate, I am an equal opportunity eater. It’s only the doctors who say I’m intolerant. And certain foods who refuse to tolerate me. They certainly refuse to recognise and respect my right to eat them without major physical discomfort and distress.


Gluten and lactose are not my friends.


Despite the negative attitudes surrounding me from many of those I love best, (cakes, ice cream, hot toast) I decided to become a chef. Not always easy when you live in a bread and milk filled world. I like to think that this has helped me become a better person as I embrace my differences and refuse to let the gluten get me down. I believe InTolerance. I am the InTolerant Chef.

Food should not be about what you can’t eat, but what you can and what you enjoy eating. This blog is about my journey of cooking and eating and discovery. It’s not a definitive guide to allergy awareness nor do my intolerances make me an expert. Your body is your responsibility, not mine. I only know what works for me.


I can tell you this..... No glutens were harmed in the making of this website.

Showing posts with label oven fire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oven fire. Show all posts

December 23, 2010


I use my oven every day.

That's right, every day. I bake all the time.... cakes, cookies, roasts, garlic bread, I even use it to cook bacon and eggs.

My oven was one of the first things I saved up for and bought with my baking profits from work. It's a 90cm stainless steel with various functions for baking including extra elements for crisping pie bottoms. I love my oven. We got it from e-bay from a failed home reno. It was brand new and still in it's box and we got a bargin. It's always been great. Until today.

Today it caught fire. 3 days before Christmas.

You may think that's not a problem, but it is for me. I still have gingerbread to bake, shortbread gifts promised to friends and 2 baking orders to get out. It's also MiddleC's birthday. Thankgoodness I made her cake last night so it could mellow and develop flavour depth overnight, but we may need to BBQ her birthday dinner instead of grilling her favourite tandoori in the oven.


I feel lost. I'm in mourning. I don't know what to do with myself, and what about the lamb, pork, chicken, veggies and etcs that I'm cooking for Christmas? HELP!

All may not be lost, BigJ will check it when he gets home, he is a licenced electician even though he has moved on in his career, and it's the reason we went for an electric oven in the first place- but I do have gas hot plates, soo much better than electric. I'm sure the first things he'll say is 'when did you last clean it?' Actually, it's been a while with the big seasonal rush....
** update : it was an electrical fault causing it to short out and send out sparks and flames**


So today I won't give you a recipe, I'll give you a Christmassy tour of our home, and hope your day is happier than mine.











Merry Christmas my dear Readers, I hope you have a happy, special, and very blessed Christmas, from me to you. XOX

P.S. What piece of kitchen equipment can you just not do without?

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