TMI

When I was 10 or so my friend, and then next door neighbor Megan Moore Murphy, and I decided to go into business together.  We created a candy bar.  It was made of caramel and chocolate and covered in nuts.  We called it - The Poop Bar.  I think that's enough to bring the story together for you.  (And no, I don't know why my mom didn't watch me closer.)  We had packaging and a jingle that explained this culinary delight wasn't real, just in case you were fooled by the uncanny resemblance.  We sold a few, but ate most.  My sons think this is the greatest thing I have ever done.  And yes, a memory I should have never shared with them in the first place.  And probably not with you either.

Well, after Battle Black Rice you will see why I had flashbacks.

Having shown you the photos, I will tell you, despite their appearance they tasted great.  I made the black rice risotto again but took it a step further by filling it with gorgonzola cheese, rolling it in bread crumbs and then frying it up.  They were great and filling.  The second 'dish' was black and white chocolate rice pudding.  I tried to make just black rice pudding but I couldn't get the consistency right.  So I made white rice pudding and then combined the black rice to it and added the chocolate.  It was rich and tasty.  These were just two dishes in the Italian Antipasto meal I prepared that was full of all sorts of pretty things.

All that to say no one thought twice about these dishes until I took photos of them.  But amongst the orange salad, caprese salad, roasted asparagus and grilled bread, italian meats and the wine, the meal and company -thanks Asa and Heather- was delightful.   But if I serve this again, I better call Megan Murphy and get to work on a new jingle.