When one goes gluten-free, I think that the amount of rice consumed by said person exploses. Like, missile high. Scratch that, atmosphere galaxy high. Whether it’s in restaurants (looks like we’ll be having sushi tonight, no wheat!) or at home (rice flour is now king), I can’t really say too much of anything is ever good for you. Unless you’re fiercely in love, or writing a book, then putting an abnormal time into that thing is probably a good thing, but with rice? eh. Not sending rockets in my emotional hemisphere.
