Twenty minutes later, she pulled a tray of golden, shatteringly thin rounds out of the oven. They were not Ritz. They were smaller, a little lopsided, some edges darker than others. She let them cool. She picked one up. It didn’t crumble. It held.
“Raisins?” Ingrid asked.
The search history on Ingrid’s phone told a tragicomic tale of hope and denial: “Are Ritz gluten free?” Then, ten minutes later: “Are Ritz crackers safe for celiac?” Finally, an hour after that: “Gluten free Ritz alternatives that don’t taste like cardboard.”
That night, after they left, Ingrid did not search “Are Ritz gluten free?” again. She already knew. Instead, she typed: “Gluten free buttery crackers recipe.”