One thing keeping me sane is my addiction to cook books. I have a plethora of information at my fingertips. But, I have to say (shhh don't tell my cookbooks) I rely on the Internet. Internet searches have become second nature to me and I am finding I am quite skilled at rooting out elusive recipes. Blue corn tortillas...taste tested and rated? No problem. Oh you want to know how to make sugar free marshmallows? I have a recipe for that too! It is a lot easier to find nutritional information on the web than to try and calculate it from a recipe out of a 1951 Grange Hall cookbook. (I will tell you all about my menus later... I even plan to post them!)
When I am planning my recipes I know every Friday night is my reprieve. Friday nights are date night in my house. We always go out to eat. Sounds glorious right? Finding all of the wonderful little hole in the wall restaurants and eateries and also going back and visiting your comfortable old pizza place every once in a while. Well times have changed. This is our second date night since diabetes joined our family. My husband and I just looked at each other and asked, where can we go, what can we get that you can eat? Pizza? No, not a good idea. Pasta...think again. Thai? Noodles - yeah right! I bet your thinking Hey wait a minute, you can still eat those things!? I admit it we are still learning and until we know all the facts, we just stick with what we know is safe. A slab of meat of some kind and veggies. (Fun...)
Me, I could easily be a vegetarian. The hubs..slap some flesh on his plate and he is happy. So, we decided to go to our favorite tavern where we know the steaks are fantastic. He ended up ordering the 12 oz Ribeye and veggies. The soup was Clam Chowder. I swear I saw a tear in my husbands eye when he told the waitress he would take the salad instead. The side he did spurge on was the sweet potato fries (come on, a man has to have some sort of fried food with dinner right?) I opted for the ground sirloin stuffed with Gorgonzola. I too got the salad and the sweet potato fries. What we both forgot about is this particular tavern makes their own beautiful dark brown wheat bread in these just right for two loaves. They bring it to your table warm with a huge cup of whipped butter. As the cute little waitress placed it on the table between the two of us we again looked at each other and both knew this was not good. I must say, I am proud of us both. I had only one tiny little piece of the heal (my favorite part) and only put a little butter on. The man - he only had one piece, about as big as a cocktail toast, with the tiniest amount of butter. I cannot tell you how proud I am of him!!! As we left the tavern with our hefty box of leftovers (yes the bread stayed on the table!!!) we were both satisfied. Now, however, we were looking for a treat. iPhones are great for searching down elusive restaurants or checking in with Face Book. They are not so great at trying to find diabetic friendly desert houses. Do such beasts exist? Well apparently not - or at least not in our piddly little town! So off to the local store. Thirty minutes later, after reading label after label we came out proudly carrying sugar free Jello mousse cups and carb watcher ice cream bars. Not what we had in mind (cake or pie) but it would suffice.
All in all date night was a success. The most important part was just spending time with each other. And the second most important thing was taking care of our health. I did take some pictures, and since I am still pretty inept at this blogging thing I will try to somehow attach them. So if you see pictures I was successful... If you don't... well I will eventually figure it out!
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