Most people don't stick the words gluten-free into their conversations that often. They seem to appear more often in mine. Having food that tastes good to me AND seems like the "normal" food I used to eat before being diagnosed as a celiac makes occassions more special to me. So, of course, Michael took me to Paisano's for my birthday dinner. There's not a lot of pasta variation there- the gluten-free is of one kind-- halfway between angel hair and spaghetti, but I can have it so many ways. Al la carbonara is one of my favorites, full of fat from the cream and bacon- salty, tasty, and something I don't make at home.
Paisano's, you make my day. Someday I'll come in hungry enough to try a dessert- Italian wedding cake, molten lava cake, canneloni.... Lunch is a treat there as well-- meatball or sausage sandwich with homemade potato chips--no matter that the bread falls apart like most of the gluten-free ilk. It's a sandwich in a restaurant. That's a big deal for me. Paisano's has single-handedly made eating gluten free out bearable for me. 
My gluten-free birthday held another gf gift for me (besides the brownies I made myself for my birthday. I entered a drawing on someone's GF blog and won! On Wednesday I received a box of assorted gluten-free pastas- lasagna, ravioli, gnocchi. It's been well over ten years since I've tasted some of these things. Look what's available now! I don't know what they taste like yet, but I'm eager to try.
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