Today, after Dad's surgery, Shea and I went for lunch at the Grand Traverse Pie Company.
He had been telling me about it and he's blogged of the place and posted some fun pie eater sketches and more pie eater sketches. Between hearing/reading about it and sitting in the hospital waiting room a most of the morning, I was more than ready to give it a try.
And no, the irony of a person on Weight Watchers eating lunch at a restaurant whose name contains the word PIE is not lost on me.
But it didn't stop me from eating there either.
And when they say Pie Company, they mean it. You walk in the door and are immediately slapped in the face with pie. Pies of all shapes and sizes. Pies in both the fruit and cream variety. It was Pie Overload! It was a Pie-O-Rama! You might say it was a Plethora of Pies!
Surely you don't think I ate any...
Of course I did. You expect me to go into a place called Pie Company and NOT eat pie? It wouldn't be right.
After what I thought was a "light" lunch of a half chicken salad(duh, they use REGULAR Mayo, not the fat free version I've been using to make it at home) sandwich on whole wheat bread and a cup of chicken noodle soup, I made my way back to the pie case.
Dear Lord. SO many choices. Not just pie...baked goods too. Cheesecake...plain, chocolate chip and cherry topped. Brownies. Cookies. Assorted Flavors of Muffins. Apple Dumplings. Giant Rice Krispie Treats. Death-by-Chocolate Cake. Turtle Cake. I could go on. It took me about five minutes to decide on a slice of peanut butter chocolate cream pie.
If you could take a bite out of Heaven, I imagine it would taste like the Peanut Butter Chocolate Pie at Grand Traverse.
It was one of, if not THE most perfect pies I believe I have ever tasted. The chocolate...decadent, rich and this is gonna sound weird but "old fashioned" tasting. The peanut butter...smooth and creamy...just the right balance to the chocolate. Crust baked to flaky perfection. If that's not enough it was topped w/whipped cream and peanuts. I'm drooling thinking about it.
I ate half of it. It took every single inch of willpower I had not to eat every last bit of it and then lick the plate. But I didn't.
So tonight I'm filling out my WW journal and look up the nutritional stats online.
One slice of that pie has 13 WW points!!! YIKES! Nearly 600 calories and 15g of fat in that ONE slice of pie. ONE! Luckily, I only used 7 by eating just half.
And it was worth it.
Every. Stinking. Point.
4 comments:
i don't normally care for pie, unless of course, it's the chocolate or peanut butter version. so yeah, that might've been heaven. :) do you do the online WW or attend meetings? my sis and i are starting and she wants to do online which i sort of attempted before but that's why i think i need real person accountability til i at least get used to .. you know, dieting.
I;m lucky....I'm not into pie. I'll eat a slice of pecan or apple a couple times a year but that's about it. My weakness? Chili's chips and salsa....I know, so weird.
I admire you for not licking the plate.
Good for you for only eating half. I think it is really important to treat ourselves once in awhile. There is a theory about WW and varying the number of your points to include a splurge day actually makes you lose more weight faster. There is some kind of science behind it--tricking your metabolism and whatnot.
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