Celebrating It Gluten Free With Baker Days - A Product Review

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It is with enormous pleasure that I write this review for Baker Days.  A Light Perspective is now just over 6 months old and is styling the online nutrition screen with articles on weight loss, exercise, nutrition for your baby or little one, vegetarian recipes and of course recipes suitable for exclusion diets (think milk, egg, wheat or soy free meal solutions).

It seems like only yesterday when I published my first article online.  If you had told me that I would reignite my interest in working with 'grown up' people; as opposed to my darling babies and children who I advice daily; I would have laughed.  Not because I dislike working with adults.  For a start, I work with mums, dads and how I can forget the cheeky adolescents who never fail to amuse me.  

However, the paediatric world is rewarding and joyous.  We love children so much and would bend over backwards to make a difference in a child's world.  It is almost entirely impossible to say no to a child.  As an adult, you simply find different ways of rephrasing it.  

Give me the non-compliant adult who continually feasts on high fat foods despite soaring lipid profiles, now that's different - it's not difficult to be firm but kind.  That said, there really is something instantly feel-good about a smiling child and the grateful parent.  Especially if that reason is you.  

On that note, to help celebrate over 6 months of A Light Perspective I have had the chance to rejoice with a neatly packaged and personalised cake from Baker Days. The letterbox cakes are first placed in a sturdy cake tin and then a stiff cardboard box.  It arrived in perfect condition.

This is a fun way to convey 'Happy Birthday', 'Merry Christmas' or 'Congratulations' or any particular personal message that you would like to get across to someone special .  Delivery in the UK is free so you could take advantage of this and make someone's day incredibly happy with this lovely letterbox cake idea.

Of course I am not saying eat cake everyday, see Can You Have Your Cake & Keep Your Waistline Too?  I especially love the letterbox cake idea as they are tiny and perfectly sized to share a little piece with the family or colleagues at work; should this arrive to surprise you in the office!

I was especially pleased that a gluten and wheat free option was available.  This cake on its own was delicious.  A full list of ingredients are also available on their website -  see Ingredients.

Don't forget to explore the cup-cakes tab as these are the perfect portion control option.  For further tips on portion control see my article How To Exercise A Little Portion Control.

For the creative individual you can also upload your own photo and design the cake yourself.  

Overall plenty of fun ideas in here.  So next time you order flowers for a loved one, consider sending a personalised letterbox cake too.  They are so small, a slice from this petite cake will not break the calorie bank!

Thanks again to bakerdays.com for a lovely gluten and wheat free cake.  It's good to know that you look after people with special diets too.

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La Petite Birthday Celebration

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I woke up yesterday morning knowing that some of the most fearless eating would be done on this special day.  I sure was terribly excited!  I love birthdays because I get to spend time with my favourite people.  Being born in June, there’s usually sun and there certainly was plenty of it after a whole month of non-stop rain!  I really cannot complain.

My cocktail party is not till early July but I knew that I could sneak in one or two.  What is it that I hear you say – calories don’t count on birthdays?  Love it; I’ll take your advice on this.

What did the purple girl eat?

I started the day with my usual oats and brown sugar whilst I read my gorgeous birthday card from colleagues.  I considered something loaded with sugar as a breakfast option but I just couldn’t face it.  Not yet.

A few hours later, my eyes rested on a nearby box of Toblerone from France.  I didn’t even hesitate.  Two large triangles vanished whilst I chatted to a mum on the phone about potassium.

I am pretty sure that I nibbled on Irish barmbrack which is fruit bread filled with sultanas and mixed peel.  It is loaded with sugar thanks to the sultanas and heaven knows what the glycaemic index of this food is, but does one really care on their birthday?

Lunch was quite boring really – vegetable soup.  The weather behaved so I got to enjoy this on a rooftop.  Heaven. 

The afternoon is a bit of a blur.  I seem to recall a chocolate biscuit or two!  Meetings and plenty of feed manipulation for my children.  I was definitely pumping on sugar but continued to buzz about with constant chatter and number crunching.  Surprisingly, a very productive day of work after all.

At five o’clock I decided that this had to be cocktail o’clock, but had strict instructions to meet the Frenchman in central London.  I was dreaming about cocktails only to be very rudely reminded about exercise as I walked past the large Nike shop.  Decided to take a peek as I was early.  Mental note to purchase something new later to stay motivated with my running.

Ah the Frenchman arrives.  We decided to continue the shopping pre-dinner.  The Frenchman wasn’t complaining so I took advantage.  I admit it, I ended up in Dior and lingered ‘ga ga’ eyed for a very long time at the counter.  There were three irresistible pieces that wrenched at my heart.  Surely as the day of indulge, I should do exactly that? Indulge!

Alas! They didn’t have the perfect piece that I was after.  Perhaps duty free on Saturday.  Or perhaps I should settle for the more appropriately priced ‘Michael Kors’.  Tough decisions to be made on a birthday.  I talked myself out of an indulgent purchase (or the Frenchman’s purchase for me really) and mulled over it at dinner.

It was a lovely lovely meal of hummus, flat breads, salads, delicious saffron rice and grilled lamb.  I didn’t want anything rich; I knew that I had to save myself up for Nice.

I took my distended tummy home to finish the evening with cocktails.  One or two was surely allowed?  A perfect day...a perfect evening..  But wait, who is this at my door needing to crash after far too many work cocktails without me?  My naughty girlfriend. 

It’s after midnight and it was no longer my birthday so I decided to let her in.  It was lovely to see her.  More chatter and laughter and I’m soon dreaming away of Dior and holidays to Nice.  Oh I do love birthdays!  Don’t you?