Because I am stubborn and because I really feel like carrot cake, I am in the kitchen this afternoon baking one. I hope it turns out, too, because I am bringing it to my friend’s house for a dessert buffet/birthday soirée this evening.
I regret that I am not in the kitchen cooking Italian for my children (as per Barbara’s suggestion). I am, however, meeting a great group of lady friends at The Olive Garden for supper. That counts, right? And really, what is it worth turning 42 if you can’t have a massive plate of pasta with two or three breadsticks on the side?
I’ll start my low-carb diet tomorrow.
Anyway, there was a worthwhile point to this post and this is it. As I was grating up my carrots in the Cuisinart I had a flashback. A culinary flashback! (Even better.) Like Proust and his madeleines, I was transported back to my days in France and to a salad I used to have there–an elegant and yet easy salad that my host mother used to make which consisted, simply, of grated carrots in a vinaigrette.
How I loved that salad! I would take as large a portion as was polite while all the while feeling healthy and French and quite well-fed.
So there you go then.
Guess what we’re having for lunch tomorrow?
Ever the would-be foodie, I am,
Yummy. My favorite salad made by my Bohemian Grandma (the best cook EVER, who turned 90 just 11 days ago) is a carrot salad made with shredded carrots, raisin, diced apples and a sweet lemon juice dressing. Yummy!
I’m busily making a flourless chocolate cake with chambord for a certain someone’s dessert buffet. Hope it turns out!
Yum! And have a blast at the Olive Garden. I love that place. The last time we went there was our wedding anniversary, and we were lamenting that we really didn’t have the cash for dinner and paying for a sitter, but we went anyway. Well, we put our names down on the waiting list, and over an hour later our names still hadn’t been called. We finally got up the nerve to ask them when we’d be seated, and they realized they had skipped us on accident. The manager was so embarrassed that we ended up getting our dinner for free that night, compliments of her! So, that’s my Olive Garden plug. Good service along with mounds of pasta!
Great. Now I’m craving carrot cake and I don’t have the same excuse you do! Can you hear me pouting now?
I love carrot cake. I have not made a carrot cake since going on my gluten free diet a year ago. I have not eaten a gluten free carrot cake yet. Not only that, I can’t have cream cheese in my icing because I am dairy sensitive, which was again confirmed today by my chiropractor. So, is there anyone out there who can make a carrot cake that is gluten free and dairy free?? Forget about soy cream cheese, I’m also allergic to that.
Signed, “Allergy Girl”
P.S. Hope you enjoyed your carrot cake Margaret! Have a piece for me since I can’t have any of yours. Boo Hoo Whine, Whine!!
I can’t believe you made a homemade carrot cake. Didn’t you read my message? 🙂
OK, I admit YOURS is probably better than Betty’s….but I’ll just have to come to MN to do a taste test. 🙂