Mr. Winter: YOU are SO excused!

We live and breathe by this logo!

Come March, we are supposed to be easing out of winter and gently gliding into Spring.
As a lifelong Pittsburgher, I have no  clue why I still think that to be true.  
I am an optimist,I suppose.  
Or,maybe I just don't learn from experience.....
(most likely it's a combination of the two) 
Case in point..... 
One of the largest snow storms of my lifetime occurred on St. Patrick's Parade Day, 1993.  
20 years ago and it's still be talked about........
But,then......
Fast forward to parade day 2012.......and we had record breaking 80 degree temps.
You just never know what March in Pittsburgh will be like.  
I know that.
You know I know that.
Ah, the fickleness of March!   

At the moment, as the snow flurries fly and I prepare to make my way through whatever Mother Nature has in store for me this morning, I just want winter to go away..... 

Honesty is the best policy.....

...especially when it comes to being honest with yourself! 

I am not as innocent as I look......

The other night, as I found myself rustling through our hidden pile of snacks and evil foods, I had this moment of thrill---no one was there to see me.....I could eat whatever I wanted!  
Chocolate candy?  No problem.....even though I said I would not eat it during Lent....
Ranch potato chips?  Even though they weren't my favorite......
Girl Scout Cookies?  Yes, I was saving them for my children.....
Cheez-Its?   As stale as they were....
 

Fast forward to the following morning when I was wrestling with a pair of beloved pants, it hit me.....the only person I was fooling was myself.  And, the only person paying the price was.....ME.
As I looked in the mirror at my reflection, I tried to recall the times when those pants went on without effort.   It all seemed so easy back then....
 I didn't want to work myself into a complete frenzy or throw myself on the bed in despair as I had always done during my fat girl days.  I wanted to analyze the situation, figure out a way to work on it and formulate a plan.   I desperately wanted to not be impulsive or as unreasonable as I was during my fat girl days. 
So, I started with a basic question-- What had changed?  
Well, for one thing....the size of my belly had changed.   That was a no-brainer. UGH!
The scale had changed.....it was 10 pounds over what it was a few months ago.  Yes, it's true. 
And, I was pretty sure something in my head had changed.  
The head thing was the hardest thing to figure out.  As it always is.  
I stood there telling myself that I swore off dieting when I got my Lap band.
I promised myself that I would no longer go in search of a  magic pill to keep me away from the snacks and the evil foods or from overeating.
I had made a commitment to not spend another dime or another resource on shedding pounds. 
I declared a STOP to work out programs that I could not maintain as a way of life! 
But, it was ONLY 10 pounds.  Surely, I could get those off using some magic method like pills or joining a diet program or getting shots or buying the latest diet book or doing some kick-ass work out for a week or so.....
Or, maybe I could just do it all together---pills, program, work out.....YES! 
No one would have to know....I wouldn't tell anyone what I was doing. 
I'd do it all in secret.  

Why was I thinking like that? 

Haven't I learned a damn thing? 

OH WHATTA NIGHT.......

Just when I think my band has gone and forgotten about me, it sends me a great big reminder that it's still there.....
I'm not sure why it chooses the most inconvenient time to decide to speak to me but good God, it walloped it to me good this time.....
Although I guess I should know better than to schedule a  family dinner with all of my sorority girl's favorite foods right before we have to get on the road  for a long  car trip back to collegeland and back home again....
Clearly, that wasn't wise thinking.  
Three bites into that chicken parmesean and I was seeing stars.....whoa baby....it wasn't pretty.
No, it wasn't pretty at all.  

How could something so beautiful be so mean to me? 

 
Did I mention that I made a rockin' wine and appetizer buffet for everyone as I put together dinner?
Well, I did.
Although I only had one glass of wine.....because I had to make that long drive.....I definitely indulged in the superb Asiago cheese that we had saved in the freezer from the holidays and I enjoyed a few squares of sauteed polenta with one of my pantry staples-----Trader Joe's roasted red pepper and eggplant spread.   
So, maybe those pre dinner treats caused just a wee bit of a problem when dinner time came around. 
Or perhaps it was the few bites of Caesar Salad that I snuck in before dinner....

Or, maybe it was just my Lapband telling me that I am not paying enough attention.
If that's the case......
Dear Lapband,
I heard you loud and clear.  I need to get back to the basics of Lapband living......eating small quantities, chewing very well, not drinking while eating.....
I got it. 
If there was ever a night when I was more miserable, I can't remember it.  I am still trembling from it all. 
Why did you have to pick a time when I was going to be driving on dark and windy roads during a pretty nasty snow fall to remind me that I you are alive and well and doing your job?     
Although I know you probably thought you were doing it for my own good, I am still a little too pissed off at you right now to say a proper THANK YOU.  
Maybe tomorrow.....

Love, Judi 

P.S. Yes, it's true....I refuse to take responsibility for this situation.   I can be very unreasonable when I am exhausted and it's MONDAY......
 

Blessed be thy Sunday.....

Easy like Sunday Morning.....

  



These are the moments that are easy to love. 



The smell of Carmen's coffee brewing.
The whistling of my tea pot. 
A fire in the fireplace.
The Sunday paper on the sidewalk.
There's music.
Always music.  

Carmen always decides what type of music we will listen to.....since he's usually up and working at his desk at some ungodly hour.    His choice of Sunday morning music is always different from the type of music we  choose to listen to in real life.  
In real life, we love Rock n Roll. All. The. Time. 
On Sunday mornings---we shuffle around in our slippers and robes, I make my pot of tea and Carmen works on whatever he is working on--to jazz or soft rock or classical.
Today it's smooth jazz.    
Perhaps on Sunday mornings, we feel middle-aged more  grown up......with the coffee brewing and the  quiet comfort of knowing that the Sunday paper has arrived.
Although we always need Rock and Roll in our life.....smooth jazz is good too.  



On this Sunday, I feel especially blessed.
Our beloved sorority girl came home for a quick visit and is sleeping under her pink ruffled canopy at the top of the stairs...... 

Back to jazz and tea and my Sunday paper....

Do the words FREE FOOD get your attention?

Me?  I feel kinda funny about FREE FOOD.
I'm not sure if it's my upbringing or something much deeper but I just don't like the whole dash to the free food line.
Sure, I am good with trying samples at restaurants or food stores.
But, free lunches or knowing that someone else is buying my food or  buying food for my family is not my thing.  
It  just makes me feel uncomfortable. 
And, the people who just run to the free food  just because it's FREE make me uncomfortable too. 
Let's be honest....there really is nothing wrong with any of it.  
It's me.....not them. 

Most likely, part of why I don't like the whole free food thing is that I am not one of  those people who feel entitled to anything.
Truth-- I am not too smitten with people who do feel entitled to anything.   
When it comes to free food---perhaps the other part of my FREE FOOD AVERSION has to do with my many years of being so damn weight conscious. You know....I was always so worried that someone would ridicule me or make me feel ashamed.....

Now, I know I might have been right.....
 
A few weeks ago, one of my spirited friends invited a few of us to a corporate event that her company was having to launch a pretty big product that she had been working on.  It was held at a swanky place in town.  She promised that the booze would be flowing, the food would be non stop and the entertainment would be incredible.  EVERYTHING FREE.  And, she wasn't kidding.  The liquor and the wine was top shelf and the food displays were beyond spectacular and the entertainment was amazing--strolling musicians, jugglers, artists and magicians .    My friends and I decided to meet up at the establishment's bar to have a before-party drink.  We all admitted to feeling a little bit funny about participating in such an elaborate event that we had absolutely nothing at all to do with nor would we ever have anything to do with.  It just didn't feel right.  So, we hung around the bar and chatted for a bit.  After awhile, our friend whose company was hosting the party came to find us.  She was concerned that we hadn't come into the party.  When we told her how we felt, she laughed out loud---"you wouldn't be the only people who would have had nothing to do with any of this or would have no future intention of having anything to do with it".    She went on to tell us that they actually have many, many people who just come for the FREE FOOD AND BOOZE---"they make a pig of themselves.  They would never eat or drink as much if they had to pay....come on in and I will point them out to you!  It's like a show in itself!"  she offered.  Although it sounded like a creepy way to have a good time, we all went into the party and stood by as she pointed to particular people and asked us to watch their behavior. 
It was pretty incredible.  
"Here comes a waiter with a new tray of appetizers.....just watch what happens," she instructed.
Sure enough, the waiter was mobbed with people.
"Not one of those people have anything to do with our product.....not even the fat woman who loaded her dish with almost the entire tray!"   she told us with a hint of disgust.
"OOOOH......look over there....they just put the chocolate fountain out!"  she said pointing across the room to a table mobbed with people.
I noticed the fat woman heading in that direction, trying to balance her dish while popping appetizers in her mouth.  I was embarrassed for her and ashamed of us for watching her.
"Yep, there she goes!"  my friend howled, slapping her leg and pointing at the fat woman. 
Just then, a colleague of my friend's came over to join our group.
"The fat freeloaders are out in full force tonight!"  he said, rolling his eyes.
I didn't know what to make of it all.  These fat freeloaders didn't seem like they were homeless....they were all dressed in business attire.  They didn't seem like they couldn't afford to eat.
Trying to defend these fat freeloaders, I piped up"but they were invited for the FREE FOOD AND DRINKS...Right?" 
My friend's colleague rolled his eyes and gave a knowing look to my friend. 
"Do you go to every FREE FOOD event that you get an email about?"  my friend asked me.
"No, I can't be bothered.  But, still, they were invited for FREE FOOD AND DRINKS...."  I asserted.
"Right.  They were.  We sent out an email blast to over 2000 people.   Over 75% of them are people who just get their names on FREE FOOD lists!"  my friend's colleague pointed out.
"We see the same people doing the same thing at all of the vendor events that we go to.  These are the people who RUN FOR FREE FOOD! Do they really have to make a pig of themselves just because it's FREE....I guess so!!!"  my friend shook her head in mock disgust.
"THE SAME PEOPLE!"  she repeated for effect.
"Well, that is just wrong,"  another friend chirped.
Still, I couldn't fault the fat freeloaders.   "Then, why does your company and all those vendors do these types of things when surely none of you will ever make a profit from them?  It seems like a big waste of money!"
My friend and her colleague shrugged their shoulders and gave a little laugh.
"It's business!  And, it gives us something to laugh about while we are here because we would prefer not to be here!  Like I said---the fat freeloaders are our entertainment!"  my friend said.
"Plus, it's great water cooler talk!"  her colleague chimed in.


 
There's nothing FREE about FREE FOOD.......

Pantry Challenge.......Week 4 Review

 HAPPY MARCH!
Weren't we just talking about Christmas?
Geez.....


Finally, finally, finally,  this week, I reached into my pantry and started pulling out things to use to whip up recipes I never made before! 
There were a few challenging moments.....but, oooh,  it felt  so good.....

I thought I would share with you a few of the winners.....

For some insane reason, I found myself with 6 jars of Classico Alfredo Sauce.  All of them with a 2014 expiration date.  Perhaps I had a sudden Alfredo sauce craving  or I was just going through an Alfredo sauce phase.  Who knows.   But, there they were---right behind my institutional size jar of  marinated artichoke hearts.   Knowing that I didn't want to  make just everyday pasta with Alfredo sauce, I decided to rummage through my freezer to see what else I had that might go well with Alfredo sauce.   My choices were vast---chicken, veal, shrimp, tilapia, orange roughy, flounder, salmon, tuna, swordfish, mussels, cod, ground meat, steak, roast.....
I already told you I could feed a small community with everything I have!
So, I bee-bopped around the internet looking for recipes that might be appealing and hit on one that I thought might work out well.....Garlic Alfredo Tilapia.   We liked the addition of the creole seasoning and I loved the fact that it was easy, easy, easy....great for a work night. The only tweak I made was to add some fresh lemon zest to the fish itself.  Other than that, I followed this recipe exactly.   This recipe is definitely a keeper.  Now, I just have to figure out what to do with those other 5 jars of Alfredo Sauce....

Another product that seems to multiply in my pantry is Trader Joe's Organic  Polenta.   Probably because I am obsessed with polenta and I find Trader Joe's the best store bought polenta on the market!  I can't seem to pass by it without picking up a few rolls.  Most likely, I shared several of my polenta-using recipes with you already but I am sure I never shared this one......because I never made it before!   As part of the Pantry Challenge, I purposely forced myself to explore the world of polenta-using recipes while also using other things that I had on hand.  Here's what I came up with and let me tell you......this is yummily excellent....
-TJ's organic polenta, cut into thick slices, sauteed in fry pan with a little olive oil, set aside
-In the same pan---saute quartered marinated artichoke hearts, add about 1/2 cup of white wine, one small can of chicken broth and some sliced roasted red peppers (from a jar).   Let it cook until rather thickened. 
-Return polenta slices to the pan to heat through.  
-Sprinkle with a good Italian cheese (I used Romano) and enjoy.....


I am going to keep plugging away at this challenge for another week.
After that, I really do need to feed my need to grocery shop.....


 Happy Friday! 

Preparing for GREEN living.....

Bring on my March Madness! 

Only 17 days to get St. Patrick's Day-READY! 

It is very hard to believe that March is so on our doorstep that we can feel it...... 
For me, that means that the Christmas holidays are a distant memory, Valentine's Day and all the romantic hoopla (or nonhoopla) is over and  there's a green party in the very near future!
For anyone who knows me or  has read my blog for any length of time knows that I get FULLY IMMERSED into the St. Patrick's Day spirit. 
 I do the parade stuff, the Irish bands, the Irish sing-alongs, the green hair...... yes, I do it all.
It's as much of a tradition that dates back to my childhood as it is a huge release for me.
The holiday is not a lot of work for me entertaining-wise, I'm not planning menus or cooking (Irish cooking is not a big thing!), I don't have to buy gifts or make any special plans....it's just a day to do the things that bring me pleasure that one day of the year.  
I have a pack of friends who woop it up with me on parade day and then I have a group of dear St. Patrick's Day friends that I only see on parade day.  We've been doing the same routine for years---going to the same bars, eating at the same places, seeing the same bands.  
As much as it is a helluva good time, there's also something very comforting about it all.  
When March arrives, my mind turns to all things GREEN.....(well, not green beer....ugh!)....
It's as if a great sense of relief comes over me. 
I take a huge deep breath.  
My version of living GREEN.....

Mid-week, mid-winter, mid-life.....

I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL _____________________!!!!! 

(fill in the blank)

How many times have you said or thought....I can't wait until the weekend, the summer, my vacation, my birthday, when I can retire, etc.....?????

Come on, admit it.....we all look forward to things and get excited about things and look forward to special times and milestones or we just can't wait for a time to relax and take it easy or see the sunshine....   

Then, there are times we even have those thoughts or utter those words because we just want to get past the moment or the day or the week that we are currently in....

The reality of any of that thinking is that we are wishing away time.  

We all do it.  Please say you do it too. 

Living in the moment is sometimes awfully hard.  

Especially when you are having one of those weeks that just drain the life out of you.

I try.  I really do.  I try NOT to wish away time.  

I try.  I really do.  I try to live in the moment. 

But, sometimes the moment is just too damn complicated to live in!

Looking toward the future is much easier!

That is the way I am feeling today.

Yesterday was just one issue after the other being hurled in my path.

If it wasn't a pesky work issue, it was the annoyance of dealing with the perils of my sorority girl while trying to juggle those work issues or the snafus with my husband's travel schedule while trying to figure out what-the-hell-to-do-about-that-other-thing-we-are-committed-to or the fact that I somehow didn't believe that hotels would fill up a year ahead of time for the weekend of my sorority girl's graduation so now we might have to stay in some podunk town in some podunk hotel about 30 miles away and everyone is upset..

Add that to my inability to say NO to anyone who asks for something from me  plus my normal dealings with too much work at work, my father's needs and everything else that needs to happen in the course of living life in Judiland AND I just wanted to pull the covers over my head today and sleep straight through to the weekend.....

But, I tried telling myself that if I did that, I might just miss something BIG, something so AMAZING and WONDERFUL that it would change my ENTIRE life.....

So, I threw off the covers and yanked my body out of bed and trotted down to make a cup of tea and do a blog posting......

Optimism is a trait that I don't want to ever lose no matter how impossible life seems....

 

Perhaps something will happen today that will CHANGE MY LIFE.....

Now I'm starting to panic.

DO I REALLY WANT MY LIFE TO CHANGE?

Oh the perils of being an optimist!  

Pantspeak......

My pants can be quite the chatterboxes.  Perhaps they kissed the Blarney Stone.....

Sometimes the scale is not the voice of authority.
Sometimes you just have let your pants do the talking.....
at least that's the way I have been trying to live.....

At the moment, my scale is telling me that I am up 6 pounds from my "maintenance" weight of a 115 pound weight loss. 
To be honest--6 pounds on the scale does not freak me out when I know that my schedule as of late has got me into some bad habits--- more snacking, totelling more than just tea a few times a week and not being as responsible with packing lunches and planning snacks plus not adhering as strictly to my walking regiment.  Not to mention all the meals in restaurants and at parties.....
I'm fully ready and able to chisel those 6 pounds off of me by going back to my good behavior.
Yet, I am plagued by the question.....can I count on 6 pounds to be the difference in how my pants feel?
It's causing quite a condundrum for me. 
Why?
Because even though I do weigh myself regularly, I made a promise to myself that I would stop my scale whore ways and let my clothes tell me how things were going. 
My weight is so flighty that I can be one weight one day and a full 4 pounds different the very next day.  So, I had to stop all the scale hopping and try to find a different way to gauge how I was doing with maintaining my weight.  
But, now that I am looking at the scale along with assessing my pants comfort,  my head is spinning. 
Now, I am wondering if things are just shifting around on my body......due to...GULP.....middle age?
Or, now that my weight loss phase is over, is my body just readjusting and putting fat where my body naturally puts all of its fat.....as in my belly?
Am I deluding myself by believing that my body is naturally shifting weight around?
Will I be able to comfortably wear my pants if I return to my healthier lifestyle and get rid of those 6 pounds?

I just don't know......but I have to find out!  

I have a history of my body and the scale telling different stories. 
I will freely admit that there were times during my weight loss days when I found myself shocked and perhaps just a wee bit concerned.... yet overjoyed and excited..... that my pants were feeling a tad bit loose.   Even when the scale did not report any significant loss. 
Those sudden spurts of getting smaller didn't happen in direct correlation to a certain amount of weight.  I would see a loss on the scale but no difference in my pants.   The difference in my pants was a delayed reaction.....
So, I am sure you can understand why I find myself  plagued......
There were days when I knew I had misbehaved by eating just a few too many treats yet my pants showed mercy and did not fight with me when I went to zipper them or they didn't  make me feel like a sausage all day long......
Oh how I loved those time when I somehow outsmarted my pants. 
Yes, those were the days.....the LOSING WEIGHT DAYS.

Now that I have been living in maintenance land for going on 3.5 years, can I still count on my pants? 

How did they do that?

.....get into those dresses, I mean......

That always seems to be the question......

Like the rest of the celebrity, fashion-obsessed world, I watched the Oscars last night.   We went to a pre-award red carpet party at one of our favorite local places to benefit our neighborhood theater.  However, since it was a Sunday night and we had quite enough partying this past weekend and since Carmen had a very early hit-the-road this morning,  we wanted to spend Oscar night in our own living room with our own drinks and snacks---in our comfy clothes, lounging around without pretense.  So, we dressed up a bit,  stopped in for a drink and a few nibbles and to chat with some friends.  We watched the red carpet arrivals show  and then we high tailed it home to put on our not-so-elegant lounge wear, mix up our drinks, get our snacks out and curl up with our blankets ......
It was definitely the right way to celebrate the night.   Watching the celebrities arrive, strutting their perfect bodies in their fabulous fashions, dripping in jewels  was best done with normal people in a bar instead of sitting home wearing leggins, a big t-shirt and an oversized sweater vest, eating stuffed dates wrapped in bacon.   It made it all so much easier to watch the show itself as I lounged on the couch in my leggins and big -tshirt and oversized sweater vest eating those yummy stuffed dates wrapped in bacon.  Watching the show itself was so much easier remembering all of the comments some gals pals and I (and lots of others as well!) shared as we huddled around our Hollywoodesquey cocktails at the end of the bar, watching the svelte stars arrive at the Academy Awards. 
What's with all these skinny bitches?   I heard a woman across the bar ask her girlfriend....
Didn't she eat for the past 6 weeks?  My friend hissed as we watched yet another actress glide across the red carpet in her skin hugging size ZERO......
Can we all give Adele and Octavia Harris a standing ovation?  My other friend enthusiastically bellowed as she fist punched, standing on the rungs of her bar stool trying to rally everyone to support two beautiful not-size-zero starlets...
But, the most-asked question of the night amongst the normal women at The Walnut Grill had to be one version or another of how in the hell those celebs got into their gowns....
I'm still wondering about that this morning......
Just another DEEP MONDAY......

Eat, drink and walk the red carpet.......

Just another weekend in Judiland.......

The decadent cake Chef Len prepared for us.....chocolate raspberry mousse cake. Can you say OMG?  OMG!

Last night was our annual Chef's Table night when we have one of our favorite chef's---Chef Len--cook a fabulous gourmet meal for a group of friends.  As always, he put together a great night of yummy wines and downright amazing food while sharing his culinary adventures as he whipped everything up for us.  He puts on such a showstopper that we never want to night to end.  Each year tops the previous one.  This year, our group grew quite a bit.  The word is out.....
What started out four years ago as Carmen wanting to do something special for Valentine's Day by having Chef Len cook for us and another couple (my college roomie and her husband) has turned into quite the event.  It's definitely one of my favorite things we do each year.  Everything is absolutely stunning....from the ambiance to the conversation to the food to the wine and spirits. 
I  am more than a wee bit sad that it's over for another year.....
Last night, as we lingered over a perfect  after dinner drink consisting of apricot brandy, triple sec and lime juice,  I got to thinking about how food draws people together in such a special way and wondered aloud if good food has a certain magic to it or if it's not about the food at all.  Of course, as soon as those words came out of my mouth, I wanted to take them back.  Questioning the magic of good food is not something you want to do at a chef's table after he has cooked a magnificent meal for you....
Thankfully, I wasn't escorted out right then and there. 
Instead, it sparked a lively conversation that left me even more appreciative of my Lapband than I thought possible.  The fact that I could truly enjoy food openly without a hint of shame and participate in the feeling of community that sharing food brings and that I was not completely transfixed on eating or on the worry that everyone was watching me eat is a gift.  A gift that my Lapband gave me.  No one can understand that unless they too lived in a world where food and their relationship with food dominated every crevice of their thoughts......I don't want to ever forget what it was like to love to eat so much that I couldn't enjoy the food.....
And, that gift will serve me well again today as we get ready to walk the red carpet with all of our celebrity friends in their stunning clothes and jewels and  as we sip pretty cocktails while we cast our ballots for our favorite movies and stars and cheer the winners while nibbling on delightful morsels and delectable treats.....

Yes, it's just another award season night on my couch.....

White Diamond Cocktail

(since I won a drawing at martini night this past week that included a big, big bottle of White Diamond Vodka.....this is our Oscar night drink!)
2 oz White Diamond Vodka
1 oz Amaretto
1/2 oz melon liquer
1/2 oz peach schnapps
3 oz Orange juice
garnish with a slice of orange and raspberries

Bacon Parmesean Stuffed Dates

(omg....these are easy and scrumptious!)

18 large dates, preferably slit lengthwise and pitted
18 pieces good-quality Parmesan cheese, preferably Parmigiano-Reggiano, each about 1 by 1/4 inch
6  slices good-quality smoked bacon, cut crosswise into thirds
Position an oven rack in the middle of the oven. Preheat the oven to 450°F.
Insert a piece of Parmesan into each date. Then, wrap each date with 1 piece of bacon, securing it with  a wooden toothpick.
Arrange the dates 1 inch apart in a shallow baking pan. Bake for 5 minutes. Then, using tongs, turn the dates over. Continue baking until the bacon is crisp, 5 to 6 minutes longer.
With the tongs, transfer the dates to paper towels to drain, carefully patting them dry with more paper    towels. Serve immediately.

Hot Crab Dip in a Bread Bowl

(I got this recipe on Allrecipes a few years ago....it's always a hit!)

Ingredients:

11 ounces cream cheese, softened 1 small onion, finely chopped 5 tablespoons mayonnaise 2 (6 ounce) cans crabmeat, drained and flaked

1/8 teaspoon garlic powder salt and pepper to taste 1 (1 pound) loaf round, crusty Italian bread

Directions:

1.	Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2.	In a medium bowl, combine the cream cheese, onion, mayonnaise, crabmeat, garlic powder, salt and pepper. Spread mixture into a 1 quart baking dish.
3.	Bake for 20 minutes in the preheated oven. While the dip is baking, cut a circle in the top of the bread, and scoop out the inside to create a bread bowl. Tear the removed bread into pieces for dipping.
4.	Remove baked crab dip from the oven, and stir well. Spoon the mixture into the hollowed out loaf. Place bread bowl and chunks of bread on a medium baking sheet, and bake for an additional 10 minutes. Serve hot.

Truffle and Parmesan Popcorn

(it's the movies.....gotta have popcorn! Glam it up!)

4 tablespoons unsalted butter
1/4 cup chopped fresh chives
2 teaspoons black truffle oil

 Salt and freshly ground black pepper
1 cup grated Parmesan
1 bag microwave popcorn, popped as directed


In a small saucepan over medium heat, add the butter and chives. Saute until the butter is fragrant, about 30 seconds. Remove from the heat and add the truffle oil and season with salt and pepper. Place the popcorn into a large bowl and pour over the truffled butter and sprinkle in the Parmesan. Toss well to combine and serve immediately.

And, the OSCAR goes to........

Pantry Challenge--Week 3 in Review

Here's the deal----my pantry and my fridge and my freezer are STILL  filled to the brim. 
Part of the problem is that I have not been home to do much cooking. 
The cooking I have done has been mostly pulling things I already made out of my freezer.
Thus, no creative recipes are needed.  Just thaw, heat and serve.
Not exactly what I had in mind when this whole thing started...... I really imagined myself like those cooks on TV who are given a basket of odd items to use and they compete against each other with the recipes and menus they come up with using the ingredients in their baskets.    
Now, that sounded oh so fun.....
 

When does the fun start????

Clearly, I picked the wrong month to declare that I am doing this challenge.
Leaving me to wonder....when would be the right month? 
My guess is that there's never a good time---it's probably something I should be doing all the time. 

Just so that you don't leave empty handed, I do have one recipe to share with you that I whipped up last weekend when I managed to break away from my dad duty for a Saturday late morning to early evening date with my husband.   We kicked off the day at a little place we had wanted to try during Mardi Gras----a New Orlean's themed restaurant in the  Market Square area of Pittsburgh---Nola.  Although we enjoyed the atmosphere, our sever was very fun and their drinks were creative (Carmen had a Mango-Jalepeno martini which he enjoyed), the food was so-so.  It was a little disappointing since this particular restaurant took the space where one of our all time favorite Market Square establishments sat for years---1902 Tavern.   We have so many special memories from that place.....
I guess we just expected too much.  
After our lunch, we ventured into another of our favorite  neighborhoods---Shadyside-- where it was too cold to stroll around Walnut Avenue.  So, I slinked into one of my shoe love places and then stopped into my newest addiction--L'Occtaine--while Carmen checked out the vodka selection at one of our hangouts from yesteryears--Cappy's.  When I was done with my excursion,  I met up with him for a quick drink.  Thankfully, that place retained all the charm we remembered so it sort of  made up for our disappointment over our lunch restaurant selection.  After we soaked in the ambiance, recalled some fun times we had there and chatted with the bartender, we made our way to another end of town to catch a movie---Argo.   We both loved it.  I highly recommend it.  We had thought we would stop somewhere for a light dinner on the way back to my sister's (where I had been staying with my dad) but I was missing the comfort of our home and so we decided to go home, light a fire, shake some martinis, whip up a light dinner and just relax......

My  Version of Caprese Flatbread

Yes, I had everything on hand to make this  very yummy treat! 

Everything below is from Trader Joe's

*1 Lavash Flatbread

*1/2 cup of basil marinara

*2 slices of fresh mozzarella (cut in half)

*Generous handful of shredded 4 Cheese Italian

*4-5 Basil leaves (torn)

Spread all ingredients on flatbread like you would assemble a pizza.  Place it on a lightly greased pan or a pizza stone and bake for about 10 minutes on 500.  Keep an eye on it..... 

TGIF!!!!!!

 

 

Lessons from a sandwich......

You can learn a lot from a sandwich......

Even 5.5 years into this Lapband thing, I have to be reminded of a few things every now and then.

The other night, out of sheer exhaustion and a whole lotta  self pity, as I raced through snarled traffic and snow flakes flying,  I decided NOT to cook dinner for my father.  
Call me a lousy daughter but listen up.....
It was cold, I was running late getting out of the office, I had a caregiver to relieve,  traffic was lousy, I was on my 4th day of disrupted sleep, I had a few hours of office work to finish up that night, I realized that I had forgot to pack a certain outfit enhancing accessory for the following day and I just didn't feel like cooking in a kitchen that wasn't mine.   Oh and that pricey new lipstick that promised never to fade had faded.  
So, you get it....
On my way to my sister's to do my daughterly duty, I pass by several fast food places.  But, trying to be mindful of the fact that my father's ankles were swelling at an alarming rate because I had been feeding him all the wrong stuff (which he loves!) , I opted to go to Panera to pick up something just a tad more healthy for him.  So, I called the caregiver and told her I'd be late and yes I know I owed her extra money for her trouble and I headed to Panera....
As I stood in line, I decided that my dad would do best with a soup and sandwich combo.....half a sandwich and a cup of soup. 
As I was reading the  menu board,  I was hit with an overwhelming craving for a tuna salad sandwich on a soft bread..... 
I have not had a sandwich in years......probably close to 5 years to be exact.  Even before that,  during those early Lapband days, when I did try to have a sandwich, things got ugly didn't go all that well.  Yes, I was trying to eat the entire sandwich...I didn't understand the idea of just a few bites....
After that....BAN THE SANDWICH! 
So, for the past 5 years,  I have stayed as far away from sandwiches as possible.  I might have tried grilled cheese a few times and I might have had a PBJ on toast once or twice  but never, ever, ever, ever a sandwich with soft bread. 
But, that sandwich was yelling my name from behind the counter.  And, before I knew it, I heard myself ordering that sandwich.....

Okay, so it appears that I  CAN EAT A HALF A TUNA SALAD SANDWICH ON SOFT BREAD.  
Sorry, I didn't mean to yell in all CAPS!
But, here's the beauty of it all..... after I finished the half of sandwich.....I was 100% full  and completely satisfied.  
The rest of the night, I didn't go scrounging for little snacks in my sister's pantry or raid her fridge for just a little something or ransack her cheese drawer for a little extra protein.
And, even better (or so I thought!)....I was left with another half of sandwich for the next days's lunch. 
Well, that was until my father noticed I wasn't eating the other half of my sandwich and said that he wanted to eat it.  So, I gave it to him. 

One of the things that is so easy to forget about being banded is that you got your band to limit your intake.....NOT to limit the  foods you eat. 
A  Lapband provides restriction so that you don't eat the massive quantities of food that your body allowed you to eat before you got your band.  
ISN'T THAT WHY YOU GOT YOUR BAND?
Yep, me too.  
Here's what we need to remember.  No, here's what we need to carve into our brains..... 

YOU CAN EAT FROM ALL FOOD GROUPS!  

YOU CAN EAT THE FOODS YOU ALWAYS ENJOYED.  

YOU CAN ENJOY YOUR MEALS.   

And, you should.   

Doesn't that sound so much better than you can never eat a tuna salad sandwich or pasta or FILL IN THE BLANK again?

YES!!!!  

Naturally, it's always good to choose wisely---with health and nutrition as your major focus.
But, so many times---we (myself as the #1 offender) lead ourselves to believe that we really have to stay away from certain foods.  FOREVER.
That sounds pretty terrible....doesn't it? 
When we only eat those foods that are band friendly (and we ALL know what foods they are)...aka known as foods that go right through that band with no problem....no matter what quantity you so desire.......WE ARE COMMITTING A BAND SIN & WE ARE DISRESPECTING THE GIFT OF THE BAND!
And, we wonder why we are having a hard time controlling our weight!
Guess what?  Calories are calories.  
Just because creamy soups and chocolate and loaded mashed potatoes go right through my band, that doesn't mean they don't count.  Yes, I knew that.  Why didn't I know that?

And, even though I do enjoy creamy soups and chocolate and loaded mashed potatoes, there are a million other things I enjoy more.  
So, why not eat the things I enjoy more?
BINGO!

Now, just to be sure that half a tuna sandwich thing was not anomaly, I decided to try it again.
I find it's always safest to conduct sufficient research before really saying BINGO.  
So, yesterday, we had a little social luncheon at the office where they offered a table full of snacky foods and sweets in the conference room.  Most of the offerings were very Lapband friendly....for me at least.  I could have definitely had a very calorie laden lunch eating from the table. 
However, before venturing into the conference room to join the crew, I decided to test out my tuna salad sandwich thing.   I went to the food court and ordered a tuna salad sandwich on whole wheat with lettuce and tomato.   I asked the server to wrap each half separately.  One for yesterday and one for today.... 
I figured the key to my little experiment was to see if after I ate my half a sandwich if I was inclined to eat any of the snacks and sweets in front of me.  
Since these things were right smack in front of my face, I was curious what I would do.....
Would I reach for the chips and the dips or the brownies a piece of the cherry pie after I ate my half of a sandwich?

 Thankfully, the tuna salad sandwich experiment worked like a charm.
As everyone chatted and snacked and complained about all the calories they were consuming, I happily indulged in my fabulous tuna salad sandwich.  I wanted for nothing more.
YIPPEE! 
Hold on a minute.....the experiment is not over.  It took an unexpected and unplanned-for turn.....
After the little social activity was over, all the leftovers were transported to the kitchen.....where they remained the entire rest of the day.  No one would have seen me eat a brownie while I was in there getting more water or ice or heating up my tea.....
But, I didn't indulge.
As a matter of fact, even when I had to clean up the kitchen (since it's my turn this week), I didn't touch a single morsel that was leftover.....

LESSON LEARNED.....

Hello Sandwich.....come to MAMA!

 

Let me entertain you.......

Although my house and my body have not completely recovered from the November to January holiday hoopla, I'm at it again.
The menu planning, the recipe hunt, the table settings, the mood, the music, the drinks, the making myself just a little bit crazy about it all....just so that I can be crowned.......


At the moment, I am caring for my father full time (with the help of a caregiver so I can go to work!) so having something completely brain numbing to occupy my mind (besides work and parental care) is a good thing......  

In reality, I'm doing you (but mostly me!) a big favor here.....considering that I don't think you want to hear about (and I don't really want to recount it all!) my latest adventures with my father's swollen ankles and his demands for special treats and the daily wranglings of a day in my work life, I figured I'd give you a little peek into what's going on in Judiland that has nothing to do with either.....

Here we go....
I'm starting to obsess about seriously think about a business entertaining event for my husband that I was going to do over the holidays but just became entirely too overwhelmed to do take on.....
My work-is-my-life husband is now anxious to get this event underway.
Just when I thought I managed to escape it.......he reminds me.
Of course, I had to remind him that we also have to consider the fact that we have our annual  Easter Eve wine tasting to host and that we have our son coming into town for an alumni event along with some guests in mid-April plus we have been talking about having a cocktail party type of thing to honor our new college graduate come May.
And, of course, we've got the St. Patrick's Day  high holy days wedged in there....
What that means is that  HIS WORK-RELATED event has to be strategically placed somewhere in between all of that....and the regular everyday shit stuff....

Alright, just when you thought I was going to give you a run down about just how busy we are partying up a storm and just when you decided that maybe you didn't want to hear how hard it is to party party party party  to read  any further.....have no fear.  I'm done.
 I only presented all that text to give you the background story to explain why I've been toiling into the night searching for the best home entertaining bloggers so I can steal their ideas to uncover their latest and greatest tips and scouring the internet and quizzing anyone who will take my call after 10 pm on tried-and-true ideas  for  hosting a quasi-elegant party (as in....no paper or plastic ware) with the greatest of ease while being budget minded.....
THE GREATEST OF EASE WHILE BEING BUDGET MINDED?
Well, that's what some of my old and new entertaining guru friends are telling me.
And, I am choosing to believe them.  It makes life so much easier that way.  


Did you know.....
*if you want to serve your guests in style--with nice looking, matching dishes and glassware, you don't have to spend a fortune?  The DollarTree can save you tons!  The DollarTree---who knew??? And, you don't have to visit every DollarTree store within a 50 mile radius to  amass coordinated dishes and goblets and glasses for 24 or more people!  You can order cases online!  I learned that new trick from a very stylish blogger.....The Reluctant Entertainer.  Honest-to-goodness, her blog is so full of great ideas that I have lost oodles of sleep thanks to her!   I followed her guidance and ordered cases of their Elegant Cut Glass dishes, bowls, goblets and glasses. (don't tell anyone but I also ordered a case of the blue wine goblets for summer cocktails...) They are being shipped to my local DollarTree at no cost!  Even better! You might want to do yourself a favor and check out her blog to see how nice a table looks using these very versatile  cut crystal pieces.  I'm beyond thrilled that I can use these for all kinds of entertaining!  And, I have so many ideas on how I can dress them up for any occasion.....my mind is on fire....
*that Pinterest is addictive?  Yes, I am sure you did.  And, if you didn't.....if you click on that link, you will soon find out! There are so many amazing  easy-to-do, budget friendly, elegant and why-didn't-I-think-of-that table scapes, party ideas and recipes that my head is just swimming with ideas.  I mean....really....will I ever sleep?  
*that you don't have to deal with Sterno or keeping things in your oven or on your stove top to keep things warm?  Yes, that's right.  I found this amazing product, and this one and this one  over the holidays and they saved my sanity and my hostess-with-the-mostessessness on several occasions.  Although these things might be a bit of an investment all at once, I can guarantee you that you will be patting yourself on the back and doing cartwheels each time you whip them out for a party.  I bought these items in November and so far I have used them about a dozen times and have lent them out to friends and family probably about a dozen more times.  Just sayin'
*that you don't have to keep repeating what's on the buffet line to every Tom, Dick, Harry, Mary and Sally?   You can get yourself a set of these cheapy little do-hickeys to place in front of each item on your menu.  Just make sure your guests can read.....
* that if you feel the need to hire help, you shouldn't do it for the entire party.....just for the last few hours?   That's when you need it the most (you're tired, you've had a few drinks, there's dirty dishes, you just feel like letting loose!).   So, set aside $100 of your party budget and find someone you trust who needs an extra $100 (the son or daughter of a friend...just not the son or daughter of anyone who is at the party!) and ask them to come about 2 hours into the party.   It will be an instant ahhhhhhh-thank you-God moment....
*speaking of setting aside a few extra bucks......may I suggest paying a professional to clean for you the day before the event?  You don't need the entire house cleaned.  Just the areas you will be using.  Do some research and find someone who can do it within your budget.  I got this tip from my friend who runs a successful little cleaning service in our area.  She was so right!  So, now I figure this mini-clean into my entire budget and plan.  I set aside $60 for day-before-entertaining cleaning....that gets me what I need.  I make a must-do list and say "do what you can for $60!"   It's a small price to pay for some peace of mind and the removal of dust bunnies.....
*that there is math involved in entertaining?   I am what you would call an overcooker.   Shocking to hear, I know!  But, before you shake your finger at me for my overcooking ways, let me also tell you another truth.  I am not good at math.  Put those two together and what you've got is a helluvalota leftovers.   And waste.  This blogger helped me to see the light.   Plus, she made it elementary enough for even me to comprehend.  I'm studying it each night!   Now, I just need to tell myself that we won't run out of food....
*that when you get dressed to entertain at home, you should dress like you are going to a party?   Yes, I know it's hard!  But, since entertaining is about your guests, it's important to consider them!  No guest wants to see their hosts dressed like servants or in their working-at-home clothes! It just doesn't feel right!   Yes, I read that somewhere a long time ago.  But, to read in black-and-white that I was right felt pretty damn liberating!   I think I always knew it!   Ever since I read that little piece of advice several years ago, it  formally validated my feelings of discomfort when the host (s) of a party or a holiday or a dinner "looked" as though they were "working" instead of "entertaining".  It was always a pet peeve of mine.  But, I never had the guts to tell anyone!
So, how to you avoid looking like a kitchen witch when you just cooked up a storm, screamed at your husband a few  hundred times, had a few super major melt downs and your marinara sauce just splashed all over you?  
First of all, give yourself enough time before the clock strikes PARTY.   Go ahead and do all the messy stuff wearing your comfy, messy clothes.  Then,  take a shower, put on your party clothes and accessories, do your hair and put your make up on after that stuff is all done.  And, you make sure you have a cute little apron to cover your nice outfit while you wrap up the last minute details.  And, make sure that the cute little apron is one you wouldn't mind being caught in should a few guests arrive a bit early for the party!  I prefer the full aprons (to cover as much as possible!).  I have great luck finding them at great prices at Marshall's, TJ Maxx, Ross and on clearance at Anthropologie.   In fact, one of my favorite gifts to give is a cute apron....

How do you entertain with ease when you need to be comfy all over?
First rule of thumb is to make sure you have a few pair of amazing party shoes that you can stand in all night long.   I typically choose shoes that are either darn cute and comfy.....like these (I have them in a few colors/prints) or these (I got them for a steal at TJ Maxx) or I choose   "conversation" shoes that I love ......like these (the most comfy shoes ever ever) or these (this brand is amazing....artistic and comfy comfy!) or  a pair of my stand-by Dansko's if (and ONLY if...) they  happen to go with what I am wearing.....
Second, make sure you have a few entertaining "uniforms" that are either playful, elegant, laid-back or woo-hoo....depending on the theme or feel of your party.   One of my all time favorite go-to's are   Traveler's from Chico's......comfort and style that can dressed up or down with accessories and can usually fit into any scenario......  
 Of course, everyone has their own favorite brands for either fit or style when it comes to shoes and clothes but trust me....with a little fashion pre-planning.....you can be the bell of your own ball! 
 

Okay, I think I have sufficiently cleared my brain.....time to kick start another very ENTERTAINING day....

Yes, I'm working today.......

But, I had to take a moment out of my work day to wish my friends who are NOT WORKING a very special holiday greeting...... 

GO SHOPPING!  

Here's wishing you find some awesome sales today as you celebrate! 

 I'm leaving it in your hands to keep the American economy going while I maintain our economy by helping to strengthen the future of our world by getting the best and the brightest college students jobs! 

Tough jobs......but someone has to do these things!  We can't just leave it to our PRESIDENTS!   

The thing about Spanx.......

despite their miraculousness when wearing a body hugging outfit, they can play havoc when it comes to drinking......

Spanx might very well be the higher power when it comes to looking good and feeling pretty awesome in one of your more figure clutching dresses but they are not the best thing to be wearing when you follow that 8 glasses of water a day rule.  
Why?
Well, let's just say those bathroom visits can become mighty strenuous.
Lots of wiggling and girating going on in the stall.
There's even some stomping of the feet in your heels.
Sort of like a Zumba class......solo.....in a 2X3 stall.....hoping no one hears you or sees your feet going at it trying to get them back on!
I'm telling ya, friends, as much as I am a huge fan of Spanx.....for more reasons than I want to list here....they are not a water drinking girl's friend.  

The moral to my story is:
-Do not wear outfits that require Spanx and drink water all day.

When I shared this problem with one of my spirited girlfriends, she just had to one-up me. 
She said that Spanx are also not a girls-night-out-on-the-town friend either.....especially after the second drink...
She's lost her Spanx on several occasions.....by depositing them in bar bathrooms' trash cans after having one too many Spanx wrestling matches in the stall.


There's two morals to her story.....(so yes, she did one-up me)
-Don't wear Spanx when you go out with your girlfriends for a night on the town drinking...they won't look at your rumbles after the first drink anyway.
and
-If you are ever looking for a pair of Spanx while you are out at a bar or a night club.....you might want to check the women's restroom trash can.  You can save a lot of money that way.  


 Just thought you'd want to know.......

Happy Saturday!  

Pantry Challenge.....week 2 in review.....

As much as I'd love to give you an amazing account of how week 2 of my pantry challenge went, I have to warn you.....there was nothing amazing about it.
First of all, I'm staying with my father for awhile while my sister and nephew go to Disney.
With the help of a caregiver--so I can go to work--I'm  in charge of the adventures of my darling daddy during my non working hours.  Yes, that means from sundown to sun up. 
For the most part, I am living out of my sisters' pantry....which, I might add, is nowhere near as stocked as mine.  Clearly, she didn't inherit the same food hoarding and cooking-to-excess genes that I was blessed with.
But, have no fear....I did manage to empty some of the contents of my freezer before I moved lock, stock and barrel into my sister's house. 
In preparation for my stay with my father, I did pull out a few goodies from my freezer to feed him---clam chowder, wedding soup, meatloaf and stuffed peppers.   Yes, they were all sitting in my freezer....no shopping involved. 
And, upon hearing that one of my daughter's sorority sisters would be in town today, I cooked up a few more batches of soups to send back to my girl in collegeland---potato soup, more wedding soup and a tray of chicken parmesean just for good measure (and because it's her fav!).  Yes, I had all of the ingredients on hand....no shopping involved.  
I guess you can say that I am doing what I said I would do---using what I have and not shopping for anything else.  But, it hasn't allowed me to be as creative in the kitchen as I thought I would be.  I suspect that's because I had SO MUCH premade food in my freezer from my many comforting cookathons and of course, because  I'm not at home cooking daily meals.
Since I won't be home much of next week either, I might just have to extend my Pantry Challenge into March!
IF I CAN DO IT.  
I really do miss grocery shopping.....

Don't give me a box of chocolates!

A martini would be just fine......

I would prefer a twist with mine......

Happy Valentine's Day! 

Give me a second martini and I might be a Peggy....

The PARTY is ALMOST over.......

.Yes, it's FAT TUESDAY.....

It's a party in a glass!

Way back in October, a party erupted and it hasn't stopped.
It happens every year.
Halloween arrives, followed by Thanksgiving then it's eating leftovers time and then there's  the pre-holiday party season, followed by Christmas Eve and Christmas Day and the holiday week party season then New Year's Eve followed by New Year's Day and then comfort food time and then my pre-birthday celebrations then my birthday and then my post birthday outings and then my dad's birthday and then the February work-till-you-drop week then there's Valentine's Day to be followed by President's Day of course.....
All of this arrives after a full summer of parties and weddings and barbeques and vacations and throw-caution-to-the-wind partying in the hot summer sun.
No wonder some of my pants are fighting with me.....
Although I am a party girl from way back, I think it's ALMOST time for  the party to end. 

Thank GOD for LENT! 



I am not GIVING UP anything.
I am just going to QUIT DOING SOME OF THE THINGS I WAS DOING.....as in banishing those pudding cups at night and stopping the extra snacking.....and a few other things.....

Thank God for my Catholic upbringing......

Now, it's time to finish up the party.......

What happened last night.......

Last night didn't happen exactly as we had planned.
But, what happened couldn't have been planned.


After a week of crazy schedules and lotsa work and  personal obligations gone wild with some major intensity thrown in for good measure, we decided that Saturday night was ours. 
We had very special plans.
Plans for two.
That doesn't happen to often in our life.
So, it was very special.  

What do they say?  Tell God your plans and HE laughs.

This time, HE laughed.  

And, we laughed with HIM.

Thank GOD!

Saturday started out as it always does---I had my dad duty and Carmen made plans to hang with our nephew for a day of  Tex-Mex food and movie-going.
We had plans to meet-up afterwards for a night of just the two of us. 
We promised that we would not talk about work or kids or chores or our buckling down spouts.
Reservations were made.
A special outfit was carefully planned.
But, life got in the way.   
I found myself with  a few errands that had to be run.
There was no escaping those errands.
So, we readjusted our plans.
No time to run home to change into that special outfit.  
We weren't going to make our reservations. 

We decided we weren't going to let these changes deter us.  
In an effort to save our night, we decided to meet up for drinks some munchies at one of our favorite places.
I tried to get there on time.....I really did. 
But, sometimes an aging parent has other ideas....

Yep....things didn't turn out quite as we had planned.
I didn't have my special outfit on.
We didn't get a chance to go to that special restaurant.
We couldn't even keep our alternate plans.
So, we decided to try for another plan.....a quick drink and a movie.
That didn't work out so well either.
That quick drink turned into something even better than a movie....
We ran into 2 special friends who we haven't seen in over a decade.
Two very special friends who were a very special part of our lives for so many years.
Friends who knew us when....
A few drinks later and lots of  reminiscing and many  laughs later, we found ourselves making special plans for something very rock and roll  this coming summer....
Sure, I would have loved to wear that special outfit and go to that restaurant where we had  special reservations.
 But, I wouldn't would have wanted to miss this special night with special friends making special plans.......
Yes, GOD laughed.
And, we never laughed so hard.....