The last Thomas’ English Muffin we ate was in the spring of 2000. I might have added a splash pound of extra butter on those nooks and crannies if I’d known.
It was an exercise in extra-special willpower just to ignore them after we began eating gluten-free. And when some gluten-free faux English Muffins showed up in the grocery freezer looking more like door-stops than little round breads with nooks and crannies, we ignored those, too.
When it came time to order Eggs Benedict there is where we missed them most. Try explaining to the server that you have the Eggs Benedict but could they hold the muffin, please. When you explain that gluten is not your friend, blah blah blah, very often the server will try to be helpful and ask if you’d rather have toast, or rye bread, or even a bagel. Um, no, thank you.