Cheese PlatterLast Saturday night, I was invited to what turned out to be an absolutely AMAZING meal at a friends house here in Auckland. At the risk of sounding like a 60’s house wife, I love a good dinner party and this one proved to be the golden standard :)

It was one of those dinner parties where everyone got along, the house was cosy and homely, the conversation flowed, the food was incredible and the atmosphere overall was as good as it could possibly have been. Our hosts were very generous with their cooking and the meal had several dishes from various people so that over the course of the evening, we ate nuts, fruits, snack foods, soup, lamb, sausages, 4 -5 salads, bread, wonderful French wines (our hosts were French…) and then an astoundingly good dessert array.

After indulging ourselves for a good hour and a half (and before the deserts came out), we were also presented with a huge array of chesses: goats, cheddar, fourme d’ambert, brie, gouda and more. I LOVE cheese as those of you who have been reading the blog for a while may know already (see this post for an explanation) and I will never give up a chance for a good stuffing. So, as the plate rolled it’s way across the table to me there was no hesitatation whatsoever as I took a healthy sample of each and every one of them. And then a second helping as it came back because in my mind, that was going to be my dessert.

Often, when I’m out like that I will tend to avoid desserts and will where possible to have a cheese platter in lieu. The main reason for this is that I’ve never had much of an apetite for desserts preferring savoury instead and I love cheese which is a bit of a blessing I suppose, but there is also definitely an aspect of opting for that because I can’t be bothered having to deal with any carbs – it’s kinda disordered eating essentially!

Anyway, quickly devoured as the cheeses were, we then moved onto a desert of Feijoa and Banana crumble with Fresh cream plus a South African dessert called (I think) Malva and I ate some of that too!  By this time I was ready to explode and had eaten so much that I was feeling quite unconformtable but my self control destroyed, I decided that there is always room for dessert right?

Yes, yes there is.

Remarkably, my diabetes behaved very well throughout the evening as I grazed away. I was able to up my basal rate to accommodate the continious munching plus alcohol and then bolus for larger bites. It was a really nice confidence boost for me as my levels have been a nightmare of late and I left the experience feeling very satisfied both figuratively and literally.

- Aaron