So what did I do? I indulged! or rather Over-indulged. I had a horrible run in with food poisoning last weekend (tip to the health dept; check the marinara - note to self; never eat there again.) and I missed out on a lot, including Ethan's first minor league hockey goal. So this weekend I decided that I would treat myself.
Indulge Ice Cream. This fantastic little ice cream kingdom is perched like a jewel right on the corner where we turn for Ethan's hockey each Saturday. It's an old train caboose, which just makes the whole experience that much more indulgent. Mike had Mint Chocolate Chip with real chocolate chips and mint! The boys enjoyed Oreo Cookie and Cotton Candy Flavours.
I love the cute little explanations for the flavours Indulge offers; under Chocolate is says Boooooorrrring! Under Maple Walnut it says... maple and walnuts and childhood memories...that hooked me, Maple Walnut was my childhood flavour of choice, perhaps because it seemed so grown-up, it was always the flavour my mom chose when Rum & Raisin wasn't available. (kind of like choosing tea when you discover the bar is dry).
My Indulge Maple Walnut did not disappoint, it delivered all of those childhood memories in spades with smooth maple flavour and walnut halves (not pieces) the size of your head. At one point I actually complained to Mike that the pieces were so big and plentiful that I was having trouble getting to the ice cream! Indulgent without doubt!
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through the steam.
Cauliflower or rather the cheese sauce it swam in. Cauliflower is one of those ingredients I don't prepare very often. We eat it raw as crudite but rarely served as a sidedish or maindish as the case should be. Afterwards I always wonder why I don't prepare it more often. The kids love it, I could eat the entire bowl myself and even Mike who claims is triggers intense heartburn, indulges. In keeping with my theme of indulgence this weekend I decided the only way to celebrate cauliflower with more zeal was a cheese sauce, the way Mom used to lure the vegetable reluctant to the darkside. (Just a note here; Mom you could have chocolate coated those brussel sprouts they would still have been stuffed in my socks)
4 of us ate an entire ginormous head of cauliflower for dinner dressed in cheese. (leftover chicken makes great sandwiches)
In retrospect I should have just made a cheddar & cauliflower soup.
The custard tarts however, recall warm comfort food memories of those same days and I can not resist when Mike brings home a pastry box full of decadence. They are creamy and silky with the caramelized tops speckled with charred patches that enhance that sweet custard, all nestled in a puff pastry shell that I have never been able to completely replicate at home.
I enjoyed my tart with tea before bed and it was the perfect night cap to a weekend of indulgence.
If you haven't enjoyed some indulgences lately, make a weekend of it. Your soul will thank you for it, and the gym can help ease the guilt come Monday morning. Just don't do it too often, you'll spoil the effect, not unlike have Christmas everyday.
Eat well, Live well, Laugh often