It's Tuesday. That means it's confession time. Keeping this short. Dinner's ready. My confession tonight is about why I can’t lose weight. I could name a few reasons but you all would undoubtedly say "lame excuses" and tell me to step away from the table, and I couldn’t argue so I’m going to share the biggies with you and they are big. I don’t care if you agree with me or not.
The truth is I LOVE to eat and my guy is a helluva cook. In fact, smelling dinner is what inspired this post. It’s hard to lose weight when the love of your life satisfies your second greatest love affair.
Thank Maude I worked out like a demon at the gym right after work and I walked home from the gym. And let me count my blessings that the incredible aroma coming from the kitchen is Polenta. That saves me a confession I don’t have to make.
Back from Dinner which was fantastic. First course was a layered mozzarella salad with fried tomatoes, fresh basil leaves and a three vinegar and Dijon mustard dressing served with kalamati olives. Main course was a lovely polenta cake with flecks of red and yellow peppers and smoked salmon served on a bed of mixed greens, basil and lemon wedges.
According to my guy the meal was not the fat fest I feared. The tomatoes were quickly fried and drained. And the dressing was three parts vinegar and one part mustard. The meal was aromatic and seasoned perfectly. The presentation beautiful. No seconds. No guilt.
Loving a cook is a wonderful thing.