There’s a new law involving gluten labeling working its way through the US government. It sets guidelines about which products can be labeled “gluten-free” and which products cannot.
Well, it’s a start. I think it’s very important that companies not put “gluten-free” on their packaging if the product is not, in fact, gluten-free. What the US really needs is the requirement to label all gluten-containing foods. I think the UK is behind the US in a lot of ways when it comes to dietary restrictions, especially when it seems no one understands that being vegetarian means that, no, you actually don’t want sausage. But it’s just a little sausage. No. You can pick it out. No.
What the UK does have going for it is an intense allergen labeling system. I can go through the entire candy aisle and see exactly why I can’t eat anything but Dairy Milk. A Celiac with a milk allergy is just screwed — but they can easily know that they’re screwed! I spend a lot less time in the shop, reading all the labels; I pick one up, see “contains gluten”, put it back down. Now that I’m in the US for a wee while, I have to remember to be ever more vigilant.
I have always had a love-hate — okay, it was more like hate-hate, if I’m honest — relationship with breakfast. For years, I never knew why. The fact is that breakfast is mostly meats and breads in different combinations. In the South, we had grits. Grits I liked. Grits I could stand. I’m really iffy about eggs, I had to pass on the bacon and sausage, and I never knew why toast left me feeling gross. Even the quick-and-dirty options were bad because they were mostly Pop-Tarts and pastries. All of my reasons sounded like excuses to miss the most important meal of the day: I get tired when I eat breakfast; I get nauseous when I go to gym class after eating breakfast; If breakfast is supposed to increase and sustain your brain power, why can’t I concentrate when I eat it? Even now, I never look forward to breakfast, and — horror of horrors! — I still usually skip it.
When CB and I were visiting my parents over Christmas, my mother opened her pantry to reveal a treasure so bright and shiny: Gluten-free Chex Cereal. As I explained, I’m not into breakfast, and cereal is no exception. Typically, my thoughts go to “Yes, I’d love a bowl full of that thing that makes me bloat up like a balloon!”, but there are a lot of flavours to try. Plus, it reminded me of getting a bag full of homemade Chex Mix for Christmas (We called it trash. I don’t know why. It’s better not to ask these things once you’re grown.). Get this: it’s actually good. I mix different ones together in the same bowl — another no-no in the Sydney Book of Rules about Food — and dig in.
Since she opened the pantry that first time, my mother has been saying, “I thought you might could use them for a crust for something.” Well, I finally indulged her. Hello, gluten-free peanut butter pie.
Peanut Butter Pie
For the crust:
3 cups gluten-free Chocolate Chex cereal
1 tablespoon honey powder
2 tablespoons almond flour
pinch of salt
1/2 stick of butter (57g)
For the filling:
1 cup creamy peanut butter
3/4 cup icing sugar
8oz cream cheese (usually 1 package), softened
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
about 5oz whipped cream (I don’t know how to measure it. It was half a tub of Cool Whip — for shame, Sydney!)
2 mixing bowls
small microwave safe bowl
wooden spoons or other stirring utensils
measuring cups and spoons
microwave (for melting butter)
Preheat oven to 350°F/175°C.
In one of the mixing bowls, crush up the Chex cereal. I use my hands because I am classy. You don’t want it powder-fine; you should still be able to see what it was. Add in the honey powder and almond flour and mix to combine. Melt the butter in the microwave and stir into the bowl. Spoon the mixture into the pie dish and press into the base and up the sides. Bake for 10 minutes.
In the other mixing bowl, stir together room temperature cream cheese (Okay, I’ll admit that I didn’t leave it out to get to room temperature. I put it in the microwave for 19 seconds. Yes, 19. If you want someone to make sense, you’ve come to the wrong place. If you want pie, stick around. I like your style.), icing sugar, peanut butter, and vanilla. It’ll be a bit tough to stir, and you’ll probably wonder if you’re really just making a mess. Try to form as even a consistency as you can.
Add the whipped cream to the mix, bit by bit. You want to fold it into the peanut butter mixture. You do NOT want to stir or beat it together because the whipped cream has the air that gives the pie its creamy texture. Like I said, I used a bit more than half an 8oz tub of Cool Whip. I would say that I would have whipped my own if I had Ruby with me, but my mother has a stand mixer, and I totally didn’t do it. Once you have it all mixed together, just make sure your crust (and the pie dish) is completely cooled and spoon it into the crust. Spread it around however you want. I don’t make things pretty. I just make them tasty.
I think it would be good with shaved/grated chocolate or mini chocolate chips on top of it. We only had regular chocolate chips, and, since it doesn’t go in the oven, I thought they would be a little much. Leave the pie to set in the fridge for at least an hour. You’ll want to take this one somewhere you’ll have to share it, or else you’ll be tempted to eat it all at once. Peanut butter is good for you, right?!