Monday, November 26, 2007

It just keeps growing and growing and growing....

The size of my belly, that is. Or at least, it will grow if I continue eating this way.
Y'all, Thanksgiving is already ridiculous in terms of calories, carbs and fat grams. But you make that feast Southern-style and it's insane in the membrane.
Case in point: Since I wasn't able to make it home to Chicago, I joined about 20 other friends for a Turkey Day dinner in Atlanta. From about 2 p.m. to 7:30 p.m., we noshed on sausage balls, gourmet cheese and crackers, rosemary almonds, beverages and a tasty little appetizer made with fillo dough, brie, walnuts and fig preserves. Let's not even get started on the beer, wine and bloodies.
Then, after gorging ourselves on apps half the day, we finally ate dinner, which consisted of three birds - two deep-fried and one roasted - along with squash casserole, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potato souffle, cheesy hashbrown casserole, collard greens, blue cheese macaroni & cheese, pasta and so much more.
I tried, gang. I mean, I worked out in the morning and I ate a healthy, balanced breakfast. I also attempted to cut down on the snacking and stick to fruits and veggies as appetizers. But there was too much temptation around.
And have I told you yet about the desserts? Good gravy! There was pumpkin pie, pecan pie, apple spice cake, banana pudding (with the yummy layers of nilla wafers), chocolate clusters and more...And four words: Krispy Kreme bread pudding.
I watched my buddy chop up two dozen glazed doughnuts, then add sweetened condensed milk, canned (undrained) peaches, salt, cinnamon and eggs. It gets better. Before popping it into the oven, he topped it off with a stick of butter, about a pound of confectioners' sugar and some rum. It was fabulous but after only a few bites of overwhelming sweetness, I literally had to stick a fork in it. I don't event want to know how many calories and carbs were in that delectable dish. By the time I left that night, I felt like Violet Beauregarde in Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory - after she ballooned into a giant blueberry and had to be rolled out the door.
Of course, the rest of the weekend was a bit of a food bust as well, between the various holiday parties, college football tailgates and leftovers.
Oh well. Today is a new day and the start of a new week. And in an effort to stay as trim as possible heading into Christmas and New Years, I'll be exercising regularly and eating lots of salads, veggies, fruits and lean meats. And when I do partake in a dessert, it will be the sugar-free version.
On that note, I found a low-cal bread pudding recipe! Of course, it doesn't involve Krispy Kremes...but it still sounds absolutely divine.

Check it out!

Sugar-Free Bread Pudding with Whiskey Sauce

The ingredients include French bread, milk, eggs, sucralose, vanilla, margarine, raisins and whisky. The recipe is a modified version of one found at the popular Bon Ton Cafe in New Orleans. And that's certainly a city that knows how to make a fabulous meal. Beignet, po' boy or muffaletta, anyone? I'm getting hungry just thinking about the food in that town.

For a little Monday fun, (and the blue feeling that often accompanies the start of the work week) check out this video all about little Violet's blueberry inflation - along with the fabulousness that is Gene Wilder and the Oompa-Loompas.

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