From one coeliac to another

I'm a foodie who fell into the worst possible diagnosis for one: coeliac disease — found out while I was working a shift in a bakery, surrounded by the very thing I could no longer eat. If you know, you know. The world quietly rearranges itself around bread.

I spent seven years in Edinburgh learning how to live with it, and then my partner and I did the daunting thing: we moved to Valencia. A new country, a new language, and that familiar knot in your stomach every time you want to eat out — is this safe? will they understand? am I about to ruin the evening?

Here's what I discovered: Valencia is one of the easiest places in Europe to eat gluten-free — once you know where to go. There are fully dedicated bakeries, restaurants with 100% gluten-free menus, even gluten-free fartons to dip in your horchata. The problem isn't the city. It's that no one hands you the map.

So I made one. I've spent months visiting, questioning and tasting my way around — working alongside the local coeliac community — to build a route of places I'd send my own family to.Gluten Free Tours is the guide I wish I'd had when I arrived: a few hours where someone else has already asked every awkward question, and you just get to enjoy the food.

We're selling peace of mind, not just food.

That's the whole idea. Come hungry. Leave relaxed — with a pocketful of safe places for the rest of your trip.