I’ve been maybe reading a series of books that I’m totally hooked on. They may or may not be about four girls who are really dumb and don’t keep their promises. Like ever. I may be kind of embarrassed that I am double hooked (both on the show and the series of books it was based on) on a tv show created by ABC Family. I don’t need to justify myself to you. It’s vacation.
But to be clear, I’m not dumb like Aria, Spencer, Emily, or Hanna. When I make a promise, I keep it. So let’s talk about summer vacation. It’s pretty rad you know.
This is my first summer not working since I was 16. I am thoroughly enjoying it. I’m wedding planning and traveling and being quite lazy. But maybe you don’t want to hear about that. Because maybe you hate me and my teacher relatives. I don’t blame you. I would too.
But I did promise we’d talk about traveling gluten free and New Mexico. So here’s what you need to know: If you ever travel to southern New Mexico… and really and truly, you should. No seriously. I know it’s a bunch of podunk towns in the desert. But it’s also white sands and mountains and pistachio farms and wineries. It’s real mexican food and gluten free pie. Wait… what?! That’s right, there’s gluten free pie in the beautiful mountain town of Ruidoso, NM. I’m talking about the Village Buttery, folks.
We were making plans to meet my aunt in Ruidoso for lunch and shopping, and I looked up gluten free restaurants. I was a little suspicious of this place because it sounded just too good to be true. The salads, sandwiches, and soups were amazing (according to those that ate sandwiches and soups). My green salad with a grilled chicken breast and raspberry vinaigrette was delicious.
I must admit, though, that the pie was better. I ordered the buttermilk because that was all they had pre-made of the gluten free pies. You can order a pie in advance, though, and they’ll be happy to make it for you. Also, my mother, sister, aunts, and grandmother reported that the other pies were equally amazing.
Hannah caught a bee that was bothering us with an empty glass (as seen in at the top of the glass in the background), and I was so entranced by the pie that I forgot to take pictures of it for you. … whoops…
My fourth concluded with a trip to Capitan, where my uncle manages a grocery store. We had a picnic in a beautiful park in the mountains, and my uncle brought the food: ribs his deli manager had smoked without seasoning just for me (they even put foil on the rack so there wouldn’t be cross-contamination), corn on the cob, and watermelon. There was potato salad for gluten eating folk.
The ribs were unseasoned because the deli didn’t have a gluten free seasoning or sauce. We brought some sweet baby rays, and I didn’t miss it at all.