I’m Rachel. That handsome fella with me is my husband Joey. He calls me Scratch. Super romantic, right?
He dropped the habit of calling me by my real name after we had known each other for about a day. Playful nicknames, as it turns out, are a thing with him. Scratch was borne out of my actual given name (Rachel . . . Rach . . . Scratchel . . . Scratch–ah, the evolution), but once he hit upon Scratch, he stuck with it, and these days Scratch is broken in and comfortable, and I happily claim it.
We love Jesus, try to serve Him well and are raising our kids to do the same. We have three of them–the Goobies. (See? Nicknames.) Their real names are Adeline (Addie), Amelia (Mia) and Emery. Taking care of them is my full time job, and I spend a lot of my day trying to figure out how to feed them well–which is a pretty tall order these days because as it turns out, we are a food allergy family. Addie used to be allergic to strawberries (but isn’t anymore! Hallelujah!), Mia is allergic to peanuts, cashews, pistachios and shrimp (but has outgrown her allergy to peas and pine nuts) and Emery is allergic to dairy/casein and sunflower seeds (but outgrew his allergy to eggs), and we are praying that is all.
To make things more complicated, gluten and I don’t get along. Two long years and dozens of doctors appointments later, we think I have Non-Celiac Gluten Sensitivity, but my GI doctor suspects perhaps it could be undiagnosed Celiac Disease. I also have inflammatory bowel disease (IBD), which is super fun–let me tell you.
Feeding my family well got very tricky for awhile as I scrambled to figure out how to negotiate all of our food restrictions. Doing it while I was sick and brokenhearted made it more difficult. I mourned the loss of my dream of making the kitchen the most magical room in the house. I had to scrap everything I thought I knew about cooking and start from scratch. I earned my nickname in those days as I learned new techniques, experimented with unfamiliar ingredients, and created new recipes as I went. Over time, little by little, that dream began to come back as I started to make things Joey and the Goobies actually liked. Eventually, finally, the kitchen came alive to me again.
When I was growing up, the kitchen was my favorite room in the house. I bet it was your favorite too, right? It’s where everything happened: singing and celebration; fighting and crying; working and playing–it was all there right along with (and perhaps because of) the food. The kitchen was alive to me, and I would wander there whenever I was lonely or bored. It is where I first felt creative, the place where failure didn’t scare me or keep me from trying again. My favorite part of the day was just simply being in the kitchen with my mom and dad, perched on a stool watching them throw together a meal at the end of a long day–often simple, always good. They taught me how to transform ingredients into something much more than just dinner. They fed my heart just as much as they fed my mouth, and what I remember most about life in our kitchen isn’t so much the food itself, but about what happened in the lives of people that met there after a long day spent apart. I want the same for my own kids, and the last thing I want is for them to feel their allergies are a burden or inconvenience to me.
On the surface, Rachel Maier Writes is a letter to Joey about the ups and downs I experience in our kitchen as I navigate the unfamiliar terrain of life as a food allergy family. But deeper than that, I write to live out out Philippians 2:15:
“Provide people with a glimpse of good living and of the living God. Carry the light-giving Message into the night.”
And so, Rachel Maier Writes celebrates the way faith, family and food mingle to minister to our souls. I write because as a food allergy family, we choose joy and you can too. I write because God is always talking to me through food, and we all need to be fed a little hope, don’t we? I write because in our home, the kitchen is much, much more than just the place where I cook dinner.
Since you are here (and I’m so glad that you are), I imagine the same could be said of your kitchen. If you’re new to gluten free life or food allergy life, check out the Resources page for some practical help and poke around the Recipe page for some of our favorite allergy friendly recipes.
Want to know more about our unconventional food life? Read more about our story here.
So glad you’re here. Let’s choose joy in this unconventional food life together!