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Out of sight, out of feeble mind

Nobody, meaning me, can eat just one of these 93-calorie jokers.

This was not a good weekend, healthy eating-wise. Well, actually, lots of what I ate was healthy food with the key word here being “lots.” Lots and lots. Like Ray Milland finding the bottle in the overhead light, I made choco espresso gems, pumpkin pie bars and peanut butter cups and sampled them all.

The sound of my falling off the wagon was  likely heard from here to Santa’s Workshop. Ditto for my howls upon discovering the 1,000 calories in Red Lobster’s Warm Chocolate Chip Lava Cookie a la mode (we split it but still…)

The one smart thing I did was ask He Who Can Sleep and Forget Any Temptation to hide the Cape Cod potato chips or they, too, would be gone this morning. If I don’t see a food, I’m likely to forget about it. Leaving out any temptations means I’ll see them and lay waste unto them.

Which makes me the perfect target of television advertising. Suggest it to me, dance it across the screen with a snappy jingle and I’m in the kitchen looking for it. Some part of my resolve is evidently warm chocolate lava when it comes to snack foods at night or to just walking away (more effective than saying “No”).

So this morning it’s back out on the road to walk and think about the errors of my ways. And if I put the last of those darned peanut butter cups in my husband’s lunch box, I will have forgotten all about them by the time I’ve walked a few miles.

Here’s the quick and easy recipe. There is no simpler way to enjoy your chocolate unless you just take it in an IV.

Taste of Home’s homemade peanut butter cups

7 ounces milk or dark chocolate

1 tablespoon vegetable shortening

4 tablespoons (1/2 stick) unsalted butter

1/4 cup creamy peanut butter

Line 12 cups of mini muffin pan with gem papers. Melt chocolate, shortening and butter together in microwave, stirring every 30 seconds to keep chocolate from scorching. Put 1 tablespoon of this mixture in the bottom of each paper cup.

Melt peanut butter in microwave, stir and divide among 12 cups. Top with remainder of chocolate mixture. You can refrigerate to harden quickly or just leave on countertop if you’re not in any hurry to misbehave.

Starved

October Sunday from our deck

Picking from last brilliant flush of zinnias yesterday, flashed back decades to my habit of crying whenever my mother said anything nice to/about me — yes, compliments were that rare. I was literally starved for affection, and it takes no  keen insight to see why I’ve overeaten my entire life. I remember asking once, as a so-called adult, why no praise whatsoever and her answering she didn’t want to give me a “big head,” that I would “just know” how she felt. So I have a big body and a husband who thinks I “just know.” (He argues he has said all the things I want to hear, that I just don’t listen. Hmmmm.)

So, yesterday as well, feeling ill-treated by one of the children and anxious about everything, I managed to keep my eating in line through dinner with friends and then toss down an extra 1,000 calories late afternoon and early evening. Only plus: It was all healthy food if eaten when I hadn’t already consumed a day’s worth of calories. Sigh and sigh again.

From realage this morning comes the advice to reduce stress and get enough sleep for weight loss success. So if I’d stayed off the phone yesterday and gone to bed about 6 p.m., I might have avoided overeating. Actually, that’s probably true, but I’d have been up for the day at 2 a.m. Eating, no doubt.

Dinner was fun, if fat-laden. I tried to arrange my (full-size) dinner plate as my friend Eleanor P. does: a pie chart/plate that’s mostly non-starchy vegetables and fruit, never more than one-quarter whole grains and one-quarter protein.

For yesterday that meant lots of garden greens with a homemade balsamic vinaigrette, that darned homemade applesauce, green beans from the garden stir-fried with shallots and slivered almonds in olive oil and just a pat of butter, chicken sausages simmered with Cubanelle peppers and just a dab (hah!) of pumpkin macaroni and cheese.

I drank water and coffee but lost it when it came to the chocolate pots de creme for dessert. I’d intended to eat just a spoonful of someone’s but found an entire ramekin at my place with an enticing dab of real whipped cream plus a shortbread cookie (another 80 calories!). Whom do you suppose I’d have insulted if I’d tried just a bite of the creamy chocolate instead of licking the dish clean?

Years and years ago, a wise friend in his 80s told me I could do the daily pub thing in East Anglia or the tea thing with the clotted cream and sugared berries, not both. Yesterday should have been the macaroni thing (as you’ll see by the recipe) or the dessert thing. Not both.

The macaroni recipe is a prize-winner from Ms. Susan Telleen of Minneapolis in the current issue of Better Homes & Gardens magazine. It is a tiny bit sweet, but you can counter that with your vegetables and strongly dressed greens. (What’s more unsettling is the Velveeta-ish color.) The directions say it serves 8 as a side dish, but it’s so rich you could serve it as an entree to at least 6. And rich enough to grease your slide into an equally caloric dessert!

Pumpkin mac and cheese

2 cups elbow macaroni (whole-grain is fine)

2 tablespoons butter

2 tablespoons all-purpose flour

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/2 teaspoon black pepper

1 cup whipping cream

1 cup whole milk

1 cup shredded Fontina cheese (4 ounces)

1 15-ounce can pumpkin

1 tablespoon snipped fresh sage or 1/2 teaspoon dried leaf sage, crumbled

1/2 cup soft bread crumbs

1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese (2 ounces)

1/3 cup chopped walnuts

1 tablespoon olive oil

Sage leaves for optional garnish

Heat oven to 350. Cook pasta following directions; drain. In empty pasta

Pumpkin mac and cheese

pot melt butter over medium heat. Stir in flour, salt and pepper. Add cream and milk, stirring. Cook and stir over medium heat until slightly thickened and beginning to bubble. Remove from heat. Stir in Fontina, pumpkin and sage until cheese melts. Add cooked pasta and toss gently. Transfer to ungreased 2-quart baking dish.

In empty pot (can you tell I hate washing cooking pots and pans?) combine bread crumbs, Parmesan, walnuts and oil; sprinkle over pasta-sauce mixture. Bake, uncovered, 30 minutes or until bubbly and top is golden. Let stand 10 minutes before serving. Garnish with sage leaves if desired (I had these sitting on counter and forgot them, darn it!)

Oldest daughter Joanna, the cooking goddess, says she often uses whatever cheeses she has on hand for mac and cheese. Following her lead, I made this using reduced-fat Havarti and Cabot Cheddar, Parmesan and even some blue cheese crumbles for a little extra whang.

30 pounds gone

One of the nice things about dropping 30 pounds is that I’m more easily able to hop into the saddle for a morning trail ride. Well, not hop exactly, but the screaming is at least more muted when I  wrap my short legs around my 1,200-pound mare’s barrel.

Two of the not so great things about riding this early, almost-summer morning: After slathering myself with sunblock, every white hair I brush off her lands and sticks on me until I look like a Yeti. Also, the squished 2-foot copperhead at the end of my in-laws’ driveway is bound to have relatives in the area. Cranky relatives.

But I’m going to think about saddling the beautiful Belle with 30 fewer pounds in these tropical temperatures. And how, if it’s true what we read about every excess pound putting 3 pounds of pressure on each weight-bearing joint, then my joints should be feeling about 90 pounds lighter!

I’m going to remember this is not the end. In fact, there will be no end, much as I love ends, love checking things off my list, tying them in bows and putting them away in dark closets. I need to eat intelligently forever and ever, world without end. That’s why they say, don’t call it a diet but a lifestyle change.

At the weekend’s two parties that meant skipping the main dishes and filling my plates with salads, avoiding the potato salads entirely. No dessert at yesterday’s church picnic, one serving Saturday night of the evil concoction made by layering ice cream sandwiches with chocolate and caramel sauces, fake whipped cream and Butterfinger pieces.

I was able to distract my bottomless appetite at both places (remember: you can’t eat ice cream in the shower) by taking photos of the celebrants. Nice to have the pictures afterward and nice not to be pigging out during.

On the way home from the dentist’s today I started to de-rail myself with a plan to hit the Harmony Cafeteria for lunch. This is always good and never a good idea for stout persons such as myself. Instead, I rallied and called He Who Packs his Lunch for Work with Multiple Sweets and said I’d fix the spicy chicken quesadillas from Desperation Dinners (Beverly Mills & Alicia Ross, 1997, Workman Publishing Co.).

They’re not particularly low-calorie, but you can keep the fat content under control by using reduced-fat cheese and grating it yourself. Or make one of these quesadillas your splurge for the day and eat a 250-calorie frozen supper (if you can accommodate all that sodium in your day’s meal plan).

Cheesy chicken quesadillas

2 12.5-ounces cans chicken breast in water

1 tablespoon chile powder

2 teaspoons bottled garlic

2 cups (8 ounces) shredded Mexican-blend cheese

8 8-inch or 12 6-inch whole-grain tortillas

Rinse and drain the canned chicken. (You can, of course, use a similar amount of leftover chicken.) Mix with chile powder, garlic and cheese. Heat some good olive oil in a non-stick skillet (the original directions call for cooking spray, but I like the crunch you get with a bit of hot oil). Assemble 4 or 6 quesadillas (depending on size of your tortillas) and begin browning them carefully in the skillet, flattening each with a spatula to speed up the melting cheese. If you cook in oil, drain on paper towels. Cut each quesadilla into 4 pieces. Serve with gloriously fresh pineapple,  some baby carrots and a glass of ice-cold skim milk. Reheat quesadillas in toaster oven to revive that delicious crunch.

 

 

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