I went out last night, to a housewarming 'shower' to help Chantal get set up in her first place. It was a good time. The food was fantastic! Yes, I over indulged but, under the circumstances, it could have been much worse.
There was cake, which I can never turn down. It came from East City Bakery, THE best bakery I know of, so I had a piece of that. I also discovered that I have a taste for bacon wrapped water chestnuts and there were dips and breads and cheeses galore.
Linda made hot cheese dip...the bane of my existence. I can't resist a good, hot cheese dip. I certainly had my fair share, but I didn’t go overboard. Other people got to have some too. In the past, I've had out-of-body experiences where I've watched, helplessly, as I ate the whole thing.
Here's a dip picture.
Yummy, eh? The picture probably doesn't do it justice.
Linda wanted me to make it very clear that she made the cheese dip, not me. I would have posted a picture of her (so she could take proper credit) but she took evasive action every time I got my camera out.
The truth is, I would NEVER make a hot cheese dip. I don't even want a recipe for one. It's a self-preservation thing. If I knew how to make one, I would make it all the time and then I'd way 1000 lbs. I'll just indulge at other people's houses. So thank you Linda, for my hit of cheese dip. I was Jonesin'.
The chili cook-off is tomorrow afternoon. It better not let me down.