It seemed simple enough: crabmeat, onions, Tabasco, mayonnaise, Panko bread crumbs. Saute some spinach in butter. Poach eggs. And really, it wasn't difficult at all. The crab cakes were stirred up, formed into patties, coated in Panko crumbs and refrigerated for an hour or so.
That left the spinach, poaching the eggs, and actually pan frying the crab cakes. There's also Hollandaise sauce (food of the gods, I'm convinced), but I cheated a bit there, because Trader Joe's had a little container of ready made. Couldn't be any easier than that! And so, as the dinner hour approached, I first sauteed the spinach in butter until it wilted, then while I kept it warm, I simultaneously pan fried crab cakes, slipped eggs into the poaching water, flipped the crab cakes over to sear the other side, and slipped the poached eggs out of the poaching water and into a bowl of hot water to keep warm. I'd never poached eggs before, and mine definitely weren't as pretty as the picture of the recipe, but they were easy enough. Very interesting process, poaching eggs. And practice makes perfect, right?
While I did all of that, L made us a little antipasto plate: sliced pinot grigio summer sausage, tomato slices, slices of fresh mozzarella. So fresh and good!
To arrange, there was a base of two crab cakes, topped with some sauteed spinach, warm and buttery. Topping that were two poached eggs, with a spoonful of warm Hollandaise sauce poured over all. A simple summer dinner. Calorie rich? Oh my, yes. But we made lunch and dinner one meal by eating at 4:00 or so. That way we were able to combine our alotted calories from two meals into one. I say diets need not be grim and boring. Every once in a while, it's good to make yourself something rich and delicious. You just have to plan ahead, and while I certainly can't do it every day, special occasions are allowed. And for today, for a special little supper, it was perfect. If you'd like to make it yourself, the recipe can be found here
So far I've lost a little over 11 pounds, and I'm still going. I'm down a whole size in clothes! I'm starting to like what I see in the mirror. I'm encouraged, and happy about how much stronger I feel.
To add even more happiness, I discovered a nifty little sweet treat the other day and actually made it yesterday. When you crave something sweet and dessert-y, like apple pie, make a smaller version of it. Instead of a slice, it's just a bite. And after dieting for awhile, a bite is oftentimes all you need. I took an apple, peeled it, and cut it into 8 slices. I bought a can of Buttermilk biscuits - you know, like the Pillsbury kind in a can. (Or, if you're really a purist, I guess you could make your own! I'm too lazy...) Roll each biscuit out a little bit so it's a bit flatter and large enough for the apple slice. (You can also roll the apple up in a Pillbury crescent roll if you want) Place the apple slice in the middle of the dough, sprinkle with a little cinnamon sugar, and a dot of butter. Pinch the edges together and place it on a baking sheet. At this point, you could brush some melted butter or a beaten egg over it and sprinkle it with more sugar to make it pretty. I didn't, and it was just fine, but it really would be prettier if you did. Anyway, then you bake them for 15 minutes or so (refer to the instructions on whatever kind of dough you're using). When they're baked, you have a little "bite" of apple pie. Only instead of 300-400 calories, it's just 185. And so, so good and completely satisfying to that old sweet tooth. You could use all kinds of different fruit - I'm thinking berries would be wonderful! Or peaches...
And so on this Sunday evening, I'm trying to savor the last little bit of free time. Next week is going to be stressful, to say the least. I will be doing my work, and also some new tasks I've had to take on for a coworker while she takes her corporate-mandated 60 day break. I had to have a crash course Wednesday-Friday to learn everything, and I've been dreaming about it every night. You know how that is... I'm terrified I won't remember how to do everything. As if that weren't enough, there are also other new tasks I'd already agreed to take on, and those are going to start rolling in as well. The up-side is that I will see an increase in hours, no doubt about it. I'm sure I'll be ready for my own 60 days off starting in July, but for now, money cures a lot of discomfort, doesn't it? The rest are cured (at least for me) by spending some time in the kitchen and whipping up good things to eat. Good things I don't have to feel bad about eating. These little treats were a win/win.
I hope you all have a good week. For myself, I hope I'll be able to come up for air at some point, and that all of my worrying will be for naught. We'll see. Let me know if any of you try making any of these things. You will want to high five me because they're so, so easy, and so good.
I even found arm fulls of my very favorite flowers at Trader Joe's this weekend: Peonies! So beautiful, so lush, and they have the sweetest smell. Love... Yes, it was a good weekend.