Once I posted about our super-food-co-op dinner. Last night we had home-made bar food. I didn’t want to leave you with the impression that we’re all healthy and routinely compare the subtleties of organic orange and yellow carrots. We’re not. We don’t.
We had:
- Buffalo wings
- Potato skins
- Mozzarella sticks
- Yeah, we threw some raw carrots and cauliflower and grape tomatoes on the table (to dip in the three choices of dip we had).
- Hubby had Brownie mudslide ice cream for dessert. Later in the evening, over an episode of Big Love, I had left-over frozen Christmas cookie crumbles (word of advice: don’t make 13 kinds of Christmas cookies unless you’re feeding 75 people. Trying to feed 35 people on 13 kinds of Christmas cookies means you have a whole lot of cookies left in your freezer, even after giving them away to people like the folks in your neighborhood who did your favorite Christmas displays. Note: definitely make your own brown sugar with white sugar and molasses, special touch much commented on. Don’t wait too long between making homemade chocolate-dipped Oreos and delivering them. Don’t freeze them.)
With all the unhealthy ingredients and accoutremonts, a bar food dinner usually makes me slightly ill. Last night was no particular exception. Was it my imagination, or was my skin oily this morning?
Why eat food that might make you ill? If you have to ask, you haven’t had my potato skins.
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