Nov
7
2010
Dear Diary,
Long weekend. And now, back to the wonderful world of food. Not that I didn’t eat this weekend. Although I usually end my week at the test kitchen with resolute promises to have nothing but steamed vegetables and water in an attempt to cleanse what must be a toxic bloodstream, a brief train ride home is enough to clear away such nonsensical thinking.
This hot summer’s day brings with it food better suited for crisp fall days, but, 17 Station Street is much like Alice’s rabbit hole—one stumbles, trips, and falls headfirst into a land that knows no time or season. If only one had Alice’s magical shrinking biscuit that would keep one’s proportions in check.
- 1 bowl Honey Bunches of Oats cereal with 1 banana and 2% milk
- Coffee
- Sour cream smashed potatoes (multiple tastings, about 1 cup total—starting to hate spuds)
- Stuffed fillet of sole with lemon cream sauce
- 1 sip Hollandaise sauce (who “sips” Hollandaise?!)
- 1 lick French silk pie
- 3 low-fat oatmeal cookies (multiple tastings…ignoring the fact that low-fat doesn’t mean low-carb or low-sugar)
- 1 bite apricot bundt cake
- 1 bite apricot tarte Tatin
- 1 bite vegetable-stuffed trout
- 1 bite bacon-wrapped bluefish
