Wednesday, June 11, 2008
One of the families I've taught has a tradition that after the youngest of their 3 daughters has had a teacher they take that teacher to dinner at a fancy Italian restaurant here in town. Their youngest finished 2nd grade this past year so it was my and my team partner's turn. Now, I have really been doing well on phase 1. Seriously. The only "cheat" was a teeny bite of a DELICIOUS butter and jam cookie from my daughter early on, like day 3 or something. So I felt prepared. However, knowing I've never been to this restaurant, that I LOVE Italian food more than any other kind, and that I'm unlikely to ever go there again (way too fancy for me!) I was prepared to "wiggle" a little plan-wise.
I did not arrive hungry. My friend and I did arrive a bit early, though, and our hosts were running a bit late. So Kim and I sat at the bar. Now, I do love wine. I already figured that if the parents ordered wine I would have a glass (hate to be rude, lol!). So, I ordered a glass. Didn't finish it, left about 1/4 of the glass at the bar when the family arrived.
I started with a salad caprese. Good choice! And delicious! I had half a small slice of bread dipped in extra virgin olive oil. Delicious! When the rest of the appetizers came I had a steamed mussel and a steamed clam, and 2 rings of the fried calamari. Dinner was salmon on a bed of shrimp and crabmeat with some sauce on it (forgot to get it on the side) but I subbed the potatoes for sauteed spinach in olive oil. I ate half of the salmon and spinach amd realized I was getting full so I stopped. (The rest is Hubby's lunch today.) Two bottles of wine ended up being ordered, which meant each adult had 2 glasses.
Then the dessert cart came by. This was perhaps the largest dessert cart I have ever seen. The waiter ran down the list showing us each item: carrot cake, creme brulee, profiteroles, chocolate mousse cake, chocolate-Kahlua mousse cake, coconut cake, and berries with zabaglione. Kim, who has successfully kept 75 pounds off for about 9 years, and I locked panicked gazes! I knew she has a weakness for carrot cake and figured if I HAD to have somethingI could share. She read my mind (we've worked together and been friends for a long time!) and said, "I'll share something." and I quickly agreed. Then I busied myself talking to the youngest daughter next to me. I didn't order anything!
When the desserts came I was given a fork (along with the dad who also did not order a dessert) and the plates were passed, I had TEENY bites of everything that was there: profiteroles, the best creme brulee known to man, a rather disappointing chocolate mousse cake, the carrot cake, and some berries from the youngest daughter who ordered berries with a scoop of ice cream. Coffee and conversation went on for quite a while (these are really nice people).
When I got home I poured a glass of wine from a bottle we've had in the fridge for who knows how long, took a few sips and realized it was not even good so I dumped it. I had some nuts and a stick of cheese and went to bed.
Now that it's in writing I see that I didn't really do that badly at all. I had a very satisfying phase 1 breakfast this morning and will go on my merry way. While not exactly "hung over" I do feel a little fuzzier in the head than I'm used to but will go for a mall walk later today with my daughter. It's all going to be alright!