Monday, June 18, 2012
A Delicious Weekend
I hope everyone enjoyed the weekend, especially Father's Day! I had a great weekend with my Pops, and of course took the opportunity to walk through my recipe book with him. Since I had spent the majority of my Friday night looking up delicious (and heart healthy) recipes for my family's Father's Day party, I figured it was acceptable to take up a few minutes of his day to share :) He loved it as usual and promised he'd look through the rest of the book another day. He's too sweet.
So, let's talk about the party.. and more importantly, about the food! The biggest success of the day was a surprise to me. I thought for sure these buffalo chicken tenders would be the favorite. Sure, they were gobbled down in less time than it took for me to set the table, but another recipe took the prize. It was my starter! I warmed and sliced a couple loaves of french bread, and then placed them in a pretty little pattern around a bowl of this Italian vegetable spread. I figured I'd walk back to the kitchen to get the buffalo chicken tenders ready but before I could get to the door, I heard the comments. "What is this spread? It's delicious!" and "I need to stop eating this before my thighs start complaining" (that last one was from my Mom, who never misses an opportunity to talk about eating healthy and how all of us need to be mindful of what we eat). I smiled, turned around and headed back to my new "fans." I couldn't wait to tell them that the spread was actually healthy!
Long story short, I must have written the recipe down twenty or more times for my guests. They were so impressed that they swore they'd have a party just so they could serve it! As they were leaving, I was waiting for one more opinion - the one that mattered most. My dad came over to me, kissed my cheek and said, "Emma, I loved the buffalo chicken, thank you" .. he winked and followed with, "..but that veggie spread, that was something special." We both laughed and my dad started towards the car. Just as I was about to close the door, I caught my mom's eye. She winked at me and held up her copy of the recipe. I closed the door smiling and decided to help myself to the very last bit of Italian vegetable spread; a tiny dot on a spoon just for me.