Top Gluten-Free Cities in the USA

Gluten, gluten everywhere, and not a bite to eat. Sometimes traveling with a gluten-free diet can be overwhelming and inconvenient. (Which is why you should always have a BumbleBar handy!) But don’t worry, we have you covered… Try taking a trip to any of the cities listed below and you’re sure to find your favorite gluten-free meal readily available. What are you waiting for? Pack your bags and let’s go!

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Detroit, MI

Perhaps it’s the growing focus on urban farming or simply a new set of palates entering the city and demanding something different, but according to Eater Detroit, Detroit city restaurants these days are emphasizing more balanced menus that take into account gluten-free dieters, vegetarians and vegans – and not simply as an afterthought. Here are a few of the more popular gluten-free restaurants in the area:

Vicente’s Cuban Cuisine – Located on Library street in the heart of Detroit, Vicente’s Cuban Cuisine exudes the warmth and flavor of a true Cuban restaurant with an amazing gluten-free menu.

Chubby Duck Sushi – This popular Asian street style restaurant offers a menu that’s 98% gluten-free! Chef Ian Diem is inspired by the complexity of Japanese cuisine and wants to introduce a new simplified Japanese style concept to the Motor City.

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Phoenix, AZ

According to Downtown Devil, in downtown Phoenix alone, at least five vegan eateries, which commonly provide a wide assortment of gluten-free meals, have opened in the last five years:

The Coronado – Vegetarian/vegan eatery, coffee shop, and bar located in the historic Coronado neighborhood of Phoenix, AZ.

Nami – Gluten-Free, Vegan bakery that also sells organic coffee. They’re open for breakfast and brunch!

Treehouse Bakery – Specializes in vegan, gluten-free wedding cakes and other baked goods!

Vegan House – Vegan House’s produce is selected each day from local farmers markets and co-ops to ensure the highest quality and freshness.

Grabbagreen – Grabbagreen uses only whole foods, no preservatives, no artificial sweeteners, 100% naturally gluten-free, locally-sourced, fresh coconut meat (they crack their own!) and Grabbagreen’s to-go-boxes and napkins are recycled!

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Seattle, WA

In Washington it’s becoming easier and easier to feed your Celiac relative or gluten-intolerant self without losing out on the full restaurant experience — giving up gluten doesn’t mean giving up dining out in style. According to Eater Seattle, this city’s gluten-free world is expanding by the day, and old staples are consistently keeping their menus fresh and wheat-less. If you’re ever in the area, we recommend trying these restaurants:

SweetGrass Food Co. – SweetGrass’s whole-food menu is food that satisfies. But it’s not just about what or how you eat. It’s also about where you eat and what that feels like. So we obsessed over the space itself to create a serene and airy environment inspired by the natural beauty of the Pacific Northwest, providing a moment of idyll in your day.

Razzi’s Pizzeria – Razzi’s has an entire menu (a pretty big menu!) dedicated to Gluten-Free and Vegan dining. Yum!

Providence, RI

Eva Ruth’s – EvaRuth’s was established in 2009 for the purpose of creating delicious wheat-free and gluten-free desserts. EvaRuth’s wholesale bakery opened in September 2010 and is a dedicated wheat-free and gluten-free facility.

Veggie Fun – This is a delicious Pan-Asian Vegan resteraunt! It’s great for the whole family!

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Crusher’s in Cali

Remember Angela Boone, AKA Crusher, the amazing woman who has been hiking the PCT and munching on BumbleBars along the way? Well, she’s made it through Washington, Oregon and she’s now in California! Recently we were sent an update letter from Crusher. To read her first update letter, click here. To read her most recent update, check it out below:

Greetings from CALIFORNIA!

I’ve made it over 1000 miles. It’s still hard to believe that Washington is behind me, and now Oregon!  Starting out in Washington I was averaging 18-20 miles a day. By the end, 20-22 miles a day. In Oregon I was able to increase daily mileage a bit. It’s easier to do 25 a day, and 27/28s are manageable. I have even pulled off a couple low 30 mileage days. Those days were necessary to get to my desired camp spots and make the next day work in my favor. BUT they were not fun…leaving camp with the sun and getting to camp when it’s dark, quickly scrambling to set up your tent, clean yourself and your dust covered feet that turn one wet wipe black after only cleaning your pinky toe, and force yourself to eat dinner before you pass out from exhaustion. Those are very long days and my body tends to reject any movement on the following day. Those big mile days have been “mind over matter” situations – a mental switch I more recently have been able to turn on. It’s a confidence booster to know that I am capable of it. It’s all been a good lesson in pushing my limits while also knowing how and when to listen to my body. More recently though I’ve felt a little run down. We’ve had to sacrifice some sleep in order to get more miles in. I don’t want to push myself too hard, but south bounders are starting to worry about making it through the Sierras in time. Some have considered skipping ahead to do them, or flip flopping – going to the southern end of them, heading north to where they stopped in Oregon and then down to Southern California. My group of hiker friends and I hate that idea. We’re in this for a straight through hike and don’t want to skip around because it’s easier. So we’re going to do our best and take what weather comes our way. Unfortunately, and maybe fortunately for our Sierra concerns, there is a huge fire in  Seiad Valley in northern California, just east of the PCT. Technically one could continue hiking the trail, but the 10,000 acre fire is zero percent contained right now and the smoke is so bad we were seeing it up in Ashland, OR. A group of us decided to be safe and skip 100 or so trail miles south and continue on. We didn’t want to get stuck in the fire if it were to spread and be the people firefighters risk their lives to rescue. So maybe this is the trail providing a way for us to get to the Sierras in time? We’ll take it. It is bittersweet, however. We don’t get to walk across the OR/CA border and take a selfie, or even see the 1000 mile marker that’s shortly into California. Finishing my second state and starting my last as been rendered quite anticlimactic.

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Crusher’s photo “View from Devil’s Peak.”

You can follow Angela's journey on Instagram by following @ang_boone

You can follow Angela’s journey on Instagram by following @ang_boone

Oregon was a great state. Some of us were discussing how to compare the 2 states and decided that Oregon has a more simple, humble beauty whereas Washington had more magnificent views. While Washington offered snacks of salmon berries, raspberries, huckleberries, and baby strawberries that littered the forest floor, Oregon introduced some blueberries and blackberries for a bit. The terrain has been much more rolling in Oregon, whereas Washington was either up or down. There have been beautiful open forests and a plethora of lakes. I finally went for a swim one day when we stopped for lunch at a small lake. Oregon had its own set of challenges as well though. There are a lot of burn areas which leave us without any shade in the blazing 90 degree heat. There was a section with lava rocks, which was a new type of beauty we hadn’t seen but very hard on the feet. There was another section of down trees, but not as bad as Cut Throat Pass in Washington. The section between Shelter Cove and Crater Lake had a 16 mile dry stretch and then a 20-ish mile dry stretch. Luckily there were 2 water caches in the 20 mile stretch that some Trail Angels have been keeping well stocked. We had a few shorter water carries towards the end of Oregon as well. You really have to plan those wisely. I came upon an older gentleman one day laying on the ground on the side of the trail with his round belly sticking out from under his shirt. I asked if he was okay and he made a comment about how hot it is. He asked what we PCT hikers do about water in these sections. I told him where the water points were and where I expected a water cache. He then questioned the water cache, saying that it’s not good to drink the water from plastic that’s been sitting in the sun. While I agree…dehydration was my other option. As we parted ways he told me to be careful because “it’s not safe” out here, and then returned to his physically defeated position on the dusty forest floor. We’ve noticed a couple different types of nobos. There are some that are the mile pushers and love to talk about all they miles they’ve done and who they’ve passed. Then there’s another group that seems to be more relaxed, averaging around 20-25 miles a day and planning a “day for drinking” in the next town. Those that we see at this point we question if they’ll make it to Canada before snow in the Cascades.

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The next stop was Shelter Cove resort, a gorgeous camping spot on a lake about a mile and a half off the PCT. Despite my resupply package not arriving and having to get all my food from my buddy Spice Rack (thank goodness she always sends herself too much food), it was a lovely spot to take a nero (nearly a zero mile) day. The day before I did enough miles to camp at lower Rosary lakes – a beautiful string of lakes with picturesque camping. It was actually an incredible day! The day before I did my first over 30 mile day, a 32 mile day, so I would only have to do 28 miles to make it to this camp spot. I was sore and tired in the morning but it was my lucky day. The Waldo 100k trail race was taking place that day. Runners flew in from across the country to run 62 miles on a course that crossed over the PCT at multiple points. There were aid stations for the runners throughout the day, and nobos passed me spreading word that I may be able to get some watermelon if I go ask about the event. Of course I wouldn’t pass that up. I headed down to an aid station, located at a lake where I planned to restock water, and was immediately invited in to help myself to treats. And man oh man were there treats!  The table was loaded with watermelon, grapes, bananas, Oreos, Cheese Its, chips, pretzels, jelly beans, Twizzlers, cooked potatoes with salt to dip them in, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, Cliff bars and energy chews, frozen Capri Suns, and electrolyte enhanced water! It was like Christmas morning. I stayed and enjoyed it for a little bit, watching runners come through and get doused with water and get their hats filled with ice. Some just ran straight into the lake. While I was just as hot and working pretty hard as well, I was very content with my much slower paced 28 mile day.

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You can follow Crusher’s journey on Instagram by following @ang_boone

One night before coming into Ashland, OR I saw my first hunter. I smelled him before I saw him. I was looking at my feet and caught a whiff of detergent – clean clothes. I looked up and sure enough, there was a young man dressed in camouflage stalking quietly on the trail with a crossbow in hand. He let me pass and we nodded quietly to each other. I chuckled to myself because my group of friends play this game – “you know you’re a thru hiker when…”  One we’ve discussed before is “you know you’re a thru hiker when…you can smell a day hiker’s laundry detergent/perfume/deodorant for the next quarter of a mile after you pass them”. I guess it’s true for hunters as well. I made a mental note not to go to the bathroom off trail without my bright red pack by my side.

All of us ladies have been dealing with various physical challenges. At this point we all have had blisters and foot pain of some sort. I have fallen to the ground twice now! I’m honestly shocked it took me this long with how many times I’ve tripped. I’m thankful I’ve managed to catch myself with my trekking poles and not fall off a cliff. We all have our scrapes and bruises. We’re all managing our pains, working through it, and becoming stronger. As they say, “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”!

This is really hard. Mentally and physically. People love seeing the beautiful photos and are constantly telling us how jealous they are. I had a friend from college tell me “if you want a walking partner let me know”.  Another friend told me “if you do this again I’ll do it with you”. I love that I’ve been able to expose some people to backpacking and encouraging people to get out in the wild, but I also need to share some of the difficulty. It took us a while to be confident in saying “we’re going to Mexico”. None of us actually know if we can do this. We are definitely more certain that we are capable and know we are determined enough to try. We usually have a bigger goal of making it through these smaller states, and the focus is usually to just make it to the next town. Those 4-6 days are the most we can wrap our heads around. Honestly, some days we’re just trying to make it to a camp spot, other days I don’t even know if I’ll make it to my lunch spot. We always make it though, because we have to. But for now I just focus on a few miles at a time. I can’t even begin to think about doing this again!

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Someone asked us once if we just wake up every morning and are super excited. We all laughed uneasily at this… I wouldn’t say I’m ever excited to unzip my sleeping bag, let the cold air greedily overtake the newly exposed space, painstakingly crawl out, frantically change clothes before I get too cold, attempt to make my protesting body work and get going. I often lay in my sleeping bag for a bit, curling my toes and rolling my ankles to make sure my feet didn’t dismember themselves and escape in the night, checking my Guthooks app to look at the elevation for the day and hope that there’s very little uphill. The days are often a struggle. We’re doing the same exhausting thing every day. And this is why snacks and breaks have become the favorite parts of the day. A nobo from Ireland was talking with us about one of his hard days. He said he sat down to eat a bag of Skittles, looking for happiness at the bottom of the bag. When he didn’t find it he decided to eat another bag of Skittles, but they were the wild berry flavors so maybe it would work. It didn’t work, so then he ate a snickers bar. We were all laughing so hard because we have all been there. Often times you think to yourself “if I eat this bar while climbing this maybe it’ll be better”. We’ve also met a few hikers who are named after their love for breaks. Siesta, Many Breaks, Breaks – to name a few.

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Porcupine Lake – Photo by Angela Boone

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Inside of a Pine-cone. Follow @Ang_Boone on Instagram.

The daily physical struggle is a hard thing to get around mentally. My nobo friend said it well when he admitted, “some days ya just gotta cry on trail”, after telling us how he got in his tent and just cried one night. We’ve all had breakdowns of various sizes out here. Some days it’s the silly toddler pity party of “I don’t wanna climb this mountain”. Other days it’s much more – exhaustion, self doubt, frustration – all piling on until you’ve overwhelmed yourself and need to just go cry in your tent. Spice Rack and I were recently discussing how mental states like these often keeps us from appreciating the day. It’s good that we have conversations like that to remind ourselves to appreciate it, because we know when we’re back to our front country life, stuck in traffic or dealing with work frustrations, we’ll be wishing we were huffing and puffing up a 2000 ft climb instead.

Sometimes the trail gives you a little extra magic as well. There’s this saying that “the trail provides”. A lot of us have encountered this in various forms. My friend wasn’t warm enough in his sleeping bag, but one day he found an abandoned sleeping bag liner at a campsite far out in the woods that no one would go back to. He was finally warm enough to sleep. My shorts were starting to get holes in them, but then I found perfectly good shorts in the hiker box at Shelter Cove! Another friend didn’t finish her northbound hike last year because of a knee that kept giving her issues. She tried finishing Washington this year, but again had to stop. She started to admit that she needs to find another way to appreciate the outdoors that isn’t damaging to her knee, so she started considering foraging. When her knee gave her issues in Washington and she was trying to get off trail, she was able to get a ride into Seattle from a guy at a trailhead. This guy ended up being an author and expert about foraging. She got his book and is now hoping to get more into it! It’s little things like this that make the trail even more magical. Sometimes it just knows what you need. Other times it just kicks your ass.

I just made it to Castella, CA yesterday late afternoon and will be heading back to the trail shortly. I’m hoping to be better about more frequent updates… More to come!

 

Best,

Angie

Crusher’s Craving BumbleBars on the Pacific Crest Trail

Have you heard of the Pacific Crest Trail? It’s a hiking trail, that stretches across the entire country, from Canada to Mexico. (Maybe you’ve heard of it from the movie Wild with Reese Witherspoon.) Angela Boone aka Crusher, contacted BumbleBar after deciding to hike the PCT by herself. We were excited to support her journey and supplied her with an assortment of BumbleBars to keep her mind and body full of organic energy while she tackles the 2,650-mile trail! Read part of Angela’s inspiring story below:

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Crusher’s Story – Part One

Hello friends and family,

I’m getting in touch with you all because you have been a part of my support network in some way or another over the years and I want to share my next adventure with you! For those of you who haven’t heard, I will be starting a thru hike of the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) on July 5th, starting up by the Canada border and heading south to Mexico. This is a fitting time for me to just go for it. I have finished with a 6 month internship at an environmental nonprofit, the League of Conservation Voters, and while that has been an incredible experience and I have learned so much, I miss and crave being outdoors and learning from nature. I am extremely excited for this challenging journey across the country for 5 months – just me and my thoughts, everything I need on my back, and the wilderness – as I contemplate who I am in the world and how to be a good human, and thus the role I want to take moving forward in life. Taking time away from the man-made world is key in this personal journey for me in learning more about myself and a simple lifestyle. It has been an exciting, overwhelming, educational past 6 months planning this endeavor. I have taken many wilderness survival and first aid classes, researched and read countless sources of information, talked to countless experienced backpackers, and done training hikes. And now I am finally (almost) ready!

I’ll leave you with some great food for thought that a great mentor shared with me, from German poet and natural philosopher, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe:

Until one is committed there is always hesitancy,
The chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness,
There is one elementary truth,
The ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:
The moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help that would never otherwise have occurred.
A whole stream of events issues from the decision,
Raising to one’s favor all manner of unforeseen accidents and meetings
And material assistance which no man could have dreamed
Would come his way.
Whatever you can do or dream you can begin it.
Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.

 

Wish me luck!

Love,

Angie

Traveling Terrors – And Safe Solutions!

If you enjoy the convenience of a BumbleBar , it’s probably because you lead an active, on-the-go lifestyle! We can relate, having an office full of on-the-go adventurers! Traveling is certainly fun, but it can also be challenging and a bit stressful. We got together and shared some of our most embarrassing, scary, and stressful traveling situations (along with a list of helpful tips on how to avoid these scenarios) so that you can learn from our globe-trotting blunders…

Aimee’s Stranded in Scotland:

The Story
“Once upon a time I went to see Duran Duran in Glasgow Scotland. I got dressed up, had some dinner with friends, and then we all piled into a cab and went to the venue, which was on the outskirts of the city. The cab took us through some pretty rough neighborhoods, but I didn’t think too much about it. I assumed there would be cabs available after the show. I had never been to a show that didn’t have a swarm of cabs, trains or buses ready to take people back home so I didn’t even think about it. The concert was great and I walked out of the venue happy and ready to go back to my hotel.
This was when I noticed people milling around the venue, lost, searching for wpexels-photo-65777-mediumays to get home. There was no public transportation back to Glasgow because the busses stopped at 9 and it was now 11. There were also no cabs to be seen because the five cabbies that work after 9pm were all busy. We stood there and waited for an answer to appear. This was pre-Uber, and pre-smartphone. We were all from the United States and we had no friends in Scotland. Could we walk back? It was then that I remembered the rough neighborhoods we had traveled through to get there, so no. My friends and I were stranded.
There was a large hotel that looked to be about a ½ mile away. So we hiked up our dresses and made our way to the nearest hotel through some undeveloped land. When we got there, there was a bar and lots of people…and a cab line wait of two hours. It was a frustrating night. ”

The Solution
“My advice is to always know when public transportation stops for the night, know how you’re getting back from wherever you go and carry cash, a smartphone, and an Uber reservation. Or make more friends.”

Hannah’s Haphazard Hike:

The Story
“Whenever I visit my family in Burbank, Washington I always take my parent’s mopeds out for a ride. The farmland is beautiful in the summer; it rolls into the woods and there are very few residential buildings around. My favorite time to moped is around sunset when it isn’t too hot outside. I put my headphones on, cruise around and enjoy the smell of earthy alfalfa in the warm air. On one particular evening, I thought it a great idea to moped up to the top of a large secluded hill; locals in the area refer to it as The Hidden Bird’s Nest. Half way up tpexels-photo-62807-largehe hill, my headphones went silent. Realizing my phone battery had died, I stuffed the earbuds in my pocket, along with my cell, and continued up the incline.

By the time I reached the top, the sun had completely set and Burbank was cloaked under a beautiful purple sky. Turning the key to the off position and nudging the kickstand with my foot, I slid off the bike to stand, stretch and take in the view. Digging around in my pocket, I pulled my phone out to take a picture, already forgetting that my battery died, just minutes before. Oh, well. I hopped back on my bike, ready to ride back down the hill. The bugs were now out and I was ready to head home.

Holding down the left break with one hand, while turning the key with the other (a safety feature on these bikes) I waited to hear the engine rev. Hearing nothing, I tried again…and again…and again. Once more, I turned the key, now desperate to turn the bike on. No luck. The moped’s battery had died. At this point, I knew there was nothing left to do but start walking down the hill. To make a long story short, I ended up hiding the moped in the bushes and walking just about 6 miles to a friend’s house, where I could call my parent’s to come pick the bike up. It was a very, very long walk…”

The Solution
“Make sure your batteries are charged! Phone batteries, moped batteries, camera batteries, car batteries, laptop batteries, flashlight batteries, – whatever batteries you’re carrying with you – charge them before you travel! And if you’re traveling on a moped or motorcycle alone, I also recommend carrying a small can of pepper spray with you, just in case.”

Check out this official Traveler’s Checklist from the US Department of State Bureau of Consular Affairs, U.S. Department of State.

Liz’s Car Calamity

“Sometimes we live no particular way but our own.”

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Back in another lifetime, Liz used to follow the Grateful Dead. She had a series of  old VW vans which were super fun but not very practical. One particularly memorable bus was the one that had a nonworking gas gauge. This was especially challenging given that Liz drove thousands and thousands of miles all over the US to see her beloved Grateful Dead. Of course, she ran out of gas numerous times. The most dramatic occurrence happened right in front of the Holland tunnel which is a tunnel under the Hudson River going directly from New Jersey into Manhattan.  It was very nerve wracking when the van stopped but fortunately because of the help of some sympathetic bystanders she and her friends were able to push the van off the road without having to pay any of the circling tow trucks. There were so many great things about traveling but the best was probably all of the wonderful people she met. As fas as advice she has to offer, one of Liz’s favorite lines is “Without love in the dream it will never come true.” BumbleBar stands as a testament to those immortal words. 🙂 

BumbleBar’s Favorite PNW Summer Vacation Spots

Hello, BumbleBar Friends!

It’s almost the summer season & you know what that means! Swimming, biking, hiking, and more. We have been really busy preparing yummy, gluten-free, snacks on-the-go to fuel your summer adventures.

We love being active & spending time outdoors! It’s a crucial part of living a healthy, happy life. Living in the Pacific Northwest is really a blessing. We certainly never take it for granted! If you live in the area, you know exactly what we’re talking about… and if you don’t, we invite you to visit our beautiful region this summer season. Check out a few of our favorite locations:

Glacier National Park – Montana

Top 10 reasons I love Glacier National Park:

  • The truly majestic grandeur on all sides of the park. WOW! It is so breathtakingly beautiful it feels surreal.
  • The plethora of trails; there are trails that are great for kids, trails made for running, waterfall trails, and alpine lake trails like Avalanche Trail.

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Photograph from Avalanche Trail at Glacier National Park, Montana

  • I enjoy the time with family, away from all work.
  • Cooling off in Lake Mcdonald is so relaxing.
  • The park has an amazing amount of water; rivers, creeks, and waterfalls!
  • I love Going-To-The-Sun Road.
  • The lobby and grounds of the Many Glacier Hotel are stunning.

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Photograph from  Many Glacier Hotel grounds located in Glacier National Park, Montana

  • There are animals everywhere; black bears, mountain goats, bighorn sheep, mule deer, & grizzly bears!
  • I love the hot sunny summer days, followed by cool nights…
  • … and not leaving the park for days on end!

| Liz Ward | Founder & CEO

Coeur d’Alene, ID

My family and I love to spend time at Coeur d’Alene Lake! We jet ski and spend time on the beach. We look forward to it every year! The sunsets are incredible. Judith Valerio | Production |

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Hiawatha Trail – Northern ID

Hiawatha is the most amazing adventure for those who love to bike! It is a 15 mile bike ride that takes about 2 hours to complete. You’ll ride over a suspension bridge, and through a few (very dark) old train tunnels! It’s important to bring a flashlight on this trip!  Hannah Pierce | Design |

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