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Tapas


I think one of the biggest problem with eating out is the portion size - we get way too much food. And it is hard to keep track of it in a social setting when you are talking and laughing and putting stuff in your mouth without giving it much thought.

A perfect solution would be to eat at a Tapas bar - if that is an option. We happened upon one when we were visiting Baltimore Inner Harbor on President's day. This place is called 'La Tasca'.

The food was great and the best thing was the portion size - it was just the right amount for lunch time. I had Pollo al Ajillo (chicken breast cooked in white wine and garlic) - it was amazing. I also had 'Tradicional Sangria Tinta' - it was sooooooo good - next time I am going for the pitcher.

I have never tried cooking chicken with white wine - but after that meal I am definitely going to give it a try.


Here are mom and dad waiting for their lunch :)

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subcontinental.giant said…
I discovered tapas during my trip to Spain. that's all they eat there and then it instantly clicked why everyone looked so healthy and fit. Plus the copious amounts of wine :)
February 19, 2008 at 5:55 PM
pink dogwood said…
yup - wine is the key. My new diet is no food after sundown - only red wine :)
February 19, 2008 at 6:09 PM
Sue said…
I love that diet tip! Best one I've heard yet!

Love the Tapas idea too, I'll have to find a place...
February 20, 2008 at 8:48 AM
Sahefa said…
thank you for leaving a comment on my blog.I will tell when i'll write my new post.
btw.........nice post!
February 21, 2008 at 7:12 AM
bobbie said…
What you say about portion size is so true. I do not understand why they give us so much. We all know it isn't good for us, and when it is put in front of us it is very hard to stop before we go too far.
February 22, 2008 at 8:33 AM
Divya and Chaya said…
Hi there- Thanks for visiting us. You look like our long lost friend. After reading through your blog we find that you are so much like us! Coming to the recipe, yup, you might as well substitute paneer or tofu but we are not sure if the intensify of the flavors would remain the same.
February 22, 2008 at 1:24 PM
pink dogwood said…
hey dee and chai - I have been reading your blog for a while and really like it - I will try the recipe with chicken :)

thanks for stopping by
February 22, 2008 at 4:03 PM
pink dogwood said…
I totally agree Bobbie - that is why I often find someone to split the food with :)
February 22, 2008 at 4:04 PM
Dianne said…
I always take home a "doggie bag" and then I have lunch for the next day.

the restuarant's decor is very interesting. your parents are very serious and quite endearing as well.

I love visiting Baltimore ;)
February 22, 2008 at 6:03 PM
pink dogwood said…
Yes Dianne, doggie bag is always a good idea - I think my mom looks very serious because we were all starving and waiting for food :)
February 23, 2008 at 12:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Cooking with wine gives meat a delicious taste and a wonderful aroma...gud for health as well
February 28, 2008 at 7:10 AM
pink dogwood said…
Bhags - yes, gotta give it a try soon :)
February 28, 2008 at 7:55 PM
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