tonight i made the
eggplant with date sauce recipe from the world food cafe cookbook, which i like so much that last time i made it i wrote an "A+" next to the recipe in pen. this time i used ghee as a cooking oil and supplemented the only three dates in the pantry with sauteed apples to make up the difference. as i was eating it, i thought, you know why this is so good? it's basically DESSERT. it's made with cinnamon and ginger and allspice, and it's all soft and gooey and delicious. it's basically apple pie filling without the crust. and then i got really confused because i don't eat dessert, as a rule, even if it doesn't have sugar in it, and what if, instead of eating an incredibly delicious vegetable dish like i'd planned, i was actually cheating horribly and eating dessert for dinner? i may have even paused and put my fork down in horror. before i devoured every last morsel from my bowl.
and then i scooped the leftovers from the skillet into tupperware and i realized that the primary ingredients in this dish are onions and eggplant, and i cooked them in a cup of chicken stock, and it seems unlikely that those three ingredients have ever been part of any dessert ever (OK, go ahead, prove me wrong), and if i think THIS is dessert then i must be completely off my rocker.