We had spaghetti and garlic cheese toast.
Whadduya mean, you're there aren't you. :We don't have anything sweet in the house
Yes please! I loves me some blackened catfish, but only have it at restaurants.Susan would you be so kind as to tell me how to make your particular dish of blackened catfish? (In the Recipes Only thread if there is a specific recipe) Thanks, and if your recipe is the same as recipes easily accessible on the internet please don't go to the trouble of typing out the recipe just tell me and I'll look it up for myself. Thanks again dear heart!
While I was in boot camp, sweets were always "secured", meaning we didn't get them even though they were offered. A few resourceful recruits came up with "rickie cake" It's a piece of bread, spread with butter, and then sprinkled generously with sugar. For the less adventurous, a good piece of fruit, and a pile of sugar it's almost as good as candy. Now I know what sugared plums really are!! :Whadduya mean, you're there aren't you. :
I usually don't have sweets either, sooooo, because I often have a slice of bread
with my meal, I save a portion of the bread for last, then put a bit of peanut butter,
plus some honey or strawberry jam on it, and that works.
Or sometimes a cracker or two, okay, maybe three, : with the same stuff on them.
At least that way I don't feel deprived.
Aww, sweet sister!! I so know how that feels. With Max's texture issues and food anxiety, he almost always has to have something different than the rest of us. The times that my hubby and I eat something different from the kids, (like salmon, or chili) I end up making 3 different dinners. I don't mind doing it, because I love my family, but it makes me weary sometimes.I'm envious of your snow!
I ran a restaurant tonight-- I cooked spaghetti and sauce, manicotti, garlic bread, as well as pork chops and fixing fresh broccoli. There was something different for everyone who was eating tonight. I was too tired to consider dessert. We're getting ready to move in January, and I've been cleaning out my closet today. I had no idea I had so much stuff in there! DH said he'd been wondering if he needed to stage an intervention. . .