Everytime I crave something sweet I think “Thank you Splenda™. This is a pretty good substitute if you love cream pie. I didn’t give it five stars only because it does have a little of that strange “sweetner” enhanced taste. But it will keep you from running to the real thing!
I’m not a great cook and I don’t profess to even have aspirations beyond just being a competant home cook. Tonight I’m cooking for my best friends who are going to a Spring Training game (Yankees versus someone). Every Wednesday night for the last six months Fran has made dinner for us. Her batting average for “great meals” is about 80 percent, but since they will be out in the field until 5 pm, tonight is my turn.
The goal of our Wednesday night dinner is Good Food & Good Company, and one of the key rules is South Beach Diet friendly. Tonight I’ve taken some liberties in the meny planning, but here’s what I’ve got:
In my experience, whenever I have to serve food to people other than my immediate family, something is always wrong. My family, bless their hearts, will eat anything and proclaim it great simply because they didn’t have to make it. My mother is 82 years old and she’s grateful just not to have to cook herself.
But Fran — she’s a perfectionist. So I’m cheating. The eggplant parmesan was cooked a month ago and frozen (I had two dishes of this and one I heated last night and fed to my family so we could be sure it was good). It looks lovely so I don’t have to worry about that. Rotisserie chicken from the store — well it looks great because otherwise no one would buy it.
The brownies are the big question for tonight. They taste okay because I made them last night and fed them to my family in a test run. The concern is — black beans. The fiber content in this meal is huge and it is my general belief that you should not send your guests running to the bathroom with the gutteral erruption from excess fiber. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this isn’t my Calamity Jane moment.
