I have a great group of friends I love to cook for. Between everyone in the group, there are a number of different dietary needs and preferences: vegetarian, dairy sensitivities, gluten sensitivities, peanut allergies, and the like. …
As I said a few weeks ago, I’m a dietary traveler. I enjoy dabbling in all different dietary lands and bringing some of their magic into my own culinary bag of tricks….
Two weeks ago, the unimaginable happened. I killed my food processor. It wasn’t the best, it was four years old and what I could afford at the time (which was nothing to write home about). Since then, it’s made countless jars of almond butter, sauces, dips, patty mixtures, and protein squares.
Things always die when you have something really important happening. I was making these protein squares for someone very important. I was going to deliver them the next day and they would be so impressed by me and my food.
But that didn’t happen. After spending a pretty penny on supplies (dates and raw pumpkin seeds aren’t cheap), I made two batches and had them chilling in my fridge. I thought I was ahead of the game. Then, as I went to make the last batch, the food processor died.
That’s okay, I thought, at least I have the other two batches. Right? Wrong! I hadn’t adapted the original recipe like I had in the past to adjust for the ingredients I was omitting. I had way too many ingredients and not enough binder. It crumbled apart in my hands. And it was 9pm. On a Sunday. Every store that sold a food processor or dates was closed. I felt so defeated.
N came home and, like the amazing man he is, reassured me that since the important person had no idea I was giving these protein bars to them, that I could try something else that didn’t use the food processor. Tomorrow.
I ended up delivering something entirely different (which still went over well) and ordered another food processor (a much better one!). When my beautiful new food processor arrived, my friends asked what I was going christen the processor with. The recipe that got the best of me, of course.