As I am an incorrigible drama queen, I have on more than one occasion professed my undying love for a loaf of freshly baked bread. I’m only a bit sorry that a certain someone had to find out this way. The smell, the warmth, the taste… the perfect combination of all these elements would cause that same drama queen to go so far as to proclaim that her life would be over if she couldn’t eat bread again. You may think I am labouring my point but those who have seen me tear into a crusty baguette will know that my feelings are real. I feel utter sadness for those who truly (no, not you gluten-free fadsters) can’t eat real gluten-laden goods again… and not only because of the loss of that bready loveliness from your life. But really because gluten manages to sneak into so, so many foods!
I know that some of you didn’t care much for bread in the first place, and many of you are happily coping with alternatives but even the saints must admit it’s annoying how gluten finds its way into the most unexpected of things. I salute you for staying calm when you look at a menu and consider what you can or cannot eat, as opposed to what you want to eat. I obviously can’t solve this for you but I can tell you about a magical place in Clapham where they’ve banished gluten for good. Gluten-free folks, meet Mommi.This casual spot on Clapham High Street serves Nikkei cuisine, a delectable fusion of Japanese and Peruvian flavours which results in a fresh, vibrant style of food.
