My mother throws a good party. By which I mean, there are plenty of people, plenty of drinks, and way too much food. At her last party, there were six boxes of pizza, a tray roughly the size of Texas covered in sushi, cheese and bread, homemade chicken wings, two thousand pounds of baked ziti, and seven million dessert options. Oh, and salad. My father narrowly talked her down off the ledge of making five hundred tons of shrimp scampi, meaning that along with half a lemon cake and a barrel full of brownies, the Boy and I left with a Ziploc of peeled, deveined shrimp, a stick of butter, a jar of minced garlic, and this recipe.
This recipe comes from the South Beach Diet. It is quick, it is easy, and it is yummy. However, this yumminess comes with a caveat – the Boy and I are not on the South Beach Diet. Continue reading