I was talking with a co-worker recently about my blog and cooking and eating; pounds lost and pounds gained and hopefully pounds lost again. I made a really stupid, completely inaccurate statement about how I don’t really post a whole lot of sweets on this blog. Right after the words came out of my mouth, my mind said “Liar!” in that screechy Carol Kane voice from Princess Bride. Then that other part of my mind said, “Umm. What have I posted on my blog?” It’s the old lady part of my brain that really doesn’t have any business being in public, so I try to keep it locked away in the cellar. Once in a while, though, I forget to lock the door and out she comes…looking a lot like Carol Kane in Princess Bride.
Anyway, I came home from work that night and looked at the recipes on my blog. I was relieved to find that I have a fair amount of chicken, vegetable, and salad posts. Although not all of the recipes are uber healthy, I felt a lot better in general that the good outweighs the bad…I think.
You may have noticed, that as far as sweets go, there is one thing that is suspiciously missing from this blog, chocolate. I don’t have a single post that has anything to do with chocolate. There is a reason for this. It is a stinking, rotten, no good reason: over the past year and a half I have developed an allergy to chocolate. That is a major inconvenience. The last time I accidentally had chocolate, my lips and eyes swelled. “Well,” I said to my interesting reflection in the mirror, “I guess it’s for certain. I really and truly have a chocolate allergy. So, get over it and move on.” I took 50 mg of benedryl and sat on my bed to wait for the swelling to go down. Beds are bad places to sit after taking benedryl because pretty soon I wasn’t sitting anymore, I was sleeping. Peaceful sleep, too. Still had fat lips and eyes when I woke up, but I felt good. I hung out at home that day, talking like Mic Jagger or Meg Ryan after she had her collagen injections. Fat lips are really hard to manage.
It’s kind of interesting, though, (I’m rambling back to my opening paragraph now) that after I made that “I don’t have a lot of desserts on my blog” statement, desserts seem to be all I have been able to think about. That’s okay. I’ll get over it soon enough. Right now, however, I am having a serious ice cream frenzy. I have been brewing up all sorts of ideas about different flavors of ice cream, but lucky for me I have extraordinary self-control…and some swamp land in Florida for sale.
I saw some figs at Costco last week and had to buy them. Figs are a staple from my childhood memories in South Carolina. While not everyone owned a fig tree, those who did have one were more than willing to share the figgy bounty with those who did not. My Granny would make fig preserves which were so amazingly delicious on toast and peanut butter sandwiches. Figs in dessert–heaven. Figs all by themselves fresh from the tree–biggest heaven. Caramelized figs and bananas with cinnamon in ice cream–will there be decadence in heaven?