Tags: Buttermilk, Cheesecake, Farmers Cheese, First Love, Graham Crackers, Skinny Cheesecake, Weight Watchers Fresh Meals
For this months Secret Recipe Club, I decided to keep it skinny, since I also happen to be reviewing a few new Weight Watchers Fresh Meals in this post. When I saw this Cheesecake with Sour Cream at Cook Book of Trial and Error, the blog I was assigned for March, I knew I had to try it. Look at how creamy and decadent it looks! Would you believe it has almost 5 times less calories than a full fat cheesecake? Trust me, you’d never know it. It’s lighter in texture, more like a a mix between a ricotta cheesecake and full-fat cheesecake, but the flavor is closer to fatty the cheesecake, I was pleasantly surprised.
I was a bit devious, though. I had a few questions about the recipe and since it’s supposed to be a ‘secret’ when you have someone’s blog, I left an innocuous comment asking those questions. When she quickly responded with the answers (less butter and crumbs in lieu of powder), she asked me to let her know how it turns out. I told I would definitely let her know – 100%. Now, I’m letting her know – It turned out amazing and everyone who tried it cannot believe it’s a skinny cheesecake!
Then again, I didn’t post as Guest or Anonymous, so I’m sure she put two and two together and figured it out. Also, I tried to emulate the cinnamon zigzag in her photo, freehand, but it didn’t quite work out – so excuse the strip that looks like dirt.
That said, please be sure to visit her blog, she’s got some really fantastic recipes!
On another skinny note..
Remember last September when I reviewed Weight Watchers Fresh Meals and Deli Salads? Well, Catherine Bowen Brophy of Greencore/Weight Watchers sent me 5 new fresh meals to try and tell you about. Like I mentioned in the previous review, I like Weight Watchers because it’s a sensible way to diet and the food is delicious and filling. The meals I received, in order from favorite to least favorite, are;
Photos above courtesy Weight Watchers
Beef Steak Tips with Potatoes and Vegetables - This was my favorite of the 5. I wanted to lick the carton clean when I was finished. 20 minutes later I realized I was full and satisfied. This is what I love about Weight Watchers.
Southwestern Style Turkey Chili - I loved the heartiness and flavor of this chili, but it needed a bit more spice. But, again, it filled me up, so that’s a gold star.
Teryaki Chicken - The sauce was really good, and it tasted pretty close to what you might get at a good Japanese restaurant. However, it needed salt and teryaki should never,ever need salt.
Chicken Curry - Again, like with the chili, I felt it needed more kick, but I love really hot and spicy food, so maybe it’s just me. Nice flavor and the sauce was silky.
Wild Alaskan Salmon - This was the least of my favorites. The salmon was bland, dry and the texture not pleasing at all, but, what do you excpect from pre-frozen packaged fish? That’s a tough one to pull off. I wanted to dredge each side in cajun seasoning and give it a quick sear, THEN, smother it with some kind of sauce, but that kind of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it? They need to rework this one.
You can always add extra spice to kick up the heat, so I’m giving these 5 new Fresh Meals a 7.5 out of 10, the main caveat being the salmon. You won’t get 5-star caliber food here, but you will get tasty food that fills you up, without deprivation . My favorite diet plan out there, by far.
I kept walking to the left side of the pier and all the way to the opposite side of where the Tilt-A-Whirl was located. I was hoping they would all go on some rides to give me more time to work up some courage. If I even set foot on any ride, apple wine and the slice of pizza I had would be whipping through the air – a torrential downpour of cheese, sauce and booze with 95 mph winds.
But, NOO, no one was setting foot on any ride until my mission was complete. They were all voyeurs, rubberneckers, my plight was more exciting to them than the roller coaster with the almost 90 degree angle drop, although I’m sure they’d hit it if my mission failed, to avoid the carnage.
Great, who was going to hold my hair back when the inevitable purge came? No one, they’d be whooping it up on the Centrifuge, only to find me lying in a pool of love lost when they got off.
I was now walking very slow, looking down at my fingernails, picking at a hangnail. My hands were trembling slightly, my mouth dry as cotton. Soon I was surrounded by my ‘troop’, words of encouragement coming at me from every angle, but the words were like shrapnel at this point..I wanted it to stop.
“Thanks, guys, but I’ll be okay.” I said as I tried to swallow the fear that reintroduced itself to my gullet . Yeah right. Will our new hometown besties attend my funeral? What would they say? We knew Lisa for only 30 minutes, but she was a really great girl!
Soon we were facing the Tilt-A-Whirl diagonally as we rounded the circle. Hmm..I never knew the pier was circular when you walked completely around it instead of right to left, left to right, straight through, like we always did in the past. Uninteresting little factoid. It’s funny how you notice such insignificant things when you’re about to do or take on something nerve-wracking and/or possibly life changing.
We all stopped and looked towards the ride. I saw some tall guy with a mustache running from car to car closing them, then going back into what looked to be a DJ/ride operating booth, then back out again to open the car doors when the ride was over. HA! He wasn’t working tonight! I was free until tomorrow! I relaxed and decided maybe I could go on some rides after all.
Then I saw him. He came out of the booth to say something to the tall guy. They laughed and went back into the booth. My heart started fluttering. I turned to one of my friends and asked in a panic…
“Can you give me a squirt?” I was referring to breath spray, being the breath psycho I am. Plus, my mouth was in a serious drought. I may as well have eaten sand with a sawdust chaser.
Before I knew it, I was being primped. My squirt friend started futzing with my hair, while another friend scribbled lip gloss all over my lips. Well, at least my lips would remain moist and supple upon rejection, closely followed by certain ejection. Soon a pocket mirror was in my face. Okay, I looked presentable, well, I tried to convince myself I did.
The cacophony started again..
“You go girl!! He is going to fall in love with you all over again!” Huh? He never said he loved me..but nice sentiment, new hometown bestie girlfriend.
Yeah, I was still cranky and now more scared then I’d ever been in my life, barring the long line wait for my first roller coaster ride ever, at Six Flags Over Georgia, when I was 12 on a teen travel camp trip. But that didn’t involve my heart, just my head...just my head remaining in one piece, if I was thrown out of the car.
The stench of pot was soon in my face, I mean, Mr. Words of Wisdom, the guy who coerced me into this with that one simple, but true statement.
“He’s gonna go nuts when he sees you..I can feel it.” OK, he’s cool as a cucumber, not the type who goes nuts, but nice try new hometown bestie guy.
I looked to my left to see one of the local sisters making out with her new boyfriend from upstate NY. I bet your parents would never make you leave your guy with no word at 4 am. Keep on kissing..I pray that’s me on this vacation, with Dreamboat.
I started walking towards the ride – then looked back. There they were..all 16 of them, standing and watching, along with a few fist pumps and shouts.
‘Yaay, keep going, Lisa!’
“Don’t turn around! Forge ahead!”
Now I was walking with my head down, picking at my hangnail again. It started bleeding. Great. I turned back to look again. Now there were like 20 people standing there. They must have wondered what this large group was looking at.
I could hear it now..
“Hey, man..what’s going on here?”
One of the new hometown male besties would probably answer – since he knew me SO well.
“See that chick in the ratty red t-shirt and ripped shorts walking toward the Tilt-A-Whirl? She’s going to be blowing chunks in about 5 minutes after she talks to some guy! Keep watching – it’s gonna be good!”
I instinctively sucked my hangnail finger. The coppery taste of blood was not pleasant, but it was a distraction and better than grossing him out with a bloody digit.
As I got closer, I surveyed the area around the ride. Of course there were girls standing around, ogling him, in hopes he’d catch a glimpse of them and fall in love. It was the girls standing alone that worried me, especially one in particular, a really cute platinum blonde standing with both hands clasped behind her arched back, obviously to accentuate her large chest. Pure and fierce confidence, something I’d never had in my life. She might be his girlfriend. *Stop it, Lisa, just do what you need to do or if she isn’t already, she just might become his girlfriend!* I tried to reason with myself.
My stomach started to gurgle. I could feel the apple wine and pizza strapping on their chutes for instant ejection in case my plane was hit. I walked past her, and I could feel her eyes shooting darts at me, give me the once over. I looked back briefly at my friends, almost wanting to bail, but that thought was abbreviated by the realization tha there were even more people standing there watching now. What the…? Had my story spread to everyone on the pier? I was waiting for some kind of announcement on the loud speaker/intercom system;
Gather ’round the Tilt-A-Whirl, ALL, have we got a show for you!!!
I turned away quickly and stepped up to the side of the Tilt-A-Whirl near the DJ booth as the cars whipped around furiously. Since it was kind of high up..I had to stand on my tippy toes a bit. The tall guy with the mustache looked over at me and smiled. *NO, not you!* I thought, as I motioned toward Dreamboat with my hangnail finger.
He nudged Dreamboat to get his attention. Dreamboat was looking down at something and needed to be nudged again. His head rose in what felt like slow motion (to me, anyway). He looked at his mustachioed amigo, and then me. Our eyes met, his blue, blue eyes scorching and beautiful, even from that distance. I shivered and my legs started to gel.
Welcome back JELL-O legs, you’ve been missed.
He stood up rapidly and came rushing out the side of the booth, right over to me. From booth to me, it was mere seconds, I didn’t even have time to swallow the huge lump that had suddenly grown in my throat. He got down on one knee, his arm resting up on the railing to steady himself from the rocking and vibration of the ride. For a few seconds, I couldn’t take my eyes off the underside of his naturally muscled, creamy smooth bicep. I wanted to kiss it.
He looked deep into my eyes and in the softest, sweetest tone, one that always turned me to goo the previous summer, he asked the million dollar question..
“What happened to you last summer?”
I started to speak, but no words were coming out. I had to clear my throat and compose myself. The lump was getting bigger. For a second, I thought I might cry.
“I..I..my mother…umm..we had to leave suddenly, Wait, I mean, my father made us leave….”
I was stammering.
He never took his eyes off of mine, not even for one second as I tried to get my voice box working properly. How did he do that? I bet he’d won quite a few staring contests in his life. I was awful at them, always the first to laugh and look away. I felt searing heat building in my chest. Dammit, the second biggest blush of my life was coming on. NOOOO.
“Umm..they made us leave at 4 in the morning because…..”
He interrupted me, still not taking his eyes off of mine. Sparks were flying everywhere – I think. I know I felt them.
“What are you doing tonight? Do you have plans?” He asked, shouting over the loud music, with an urgency that blew my mind.
OK, I think that might mean he’s feeling them too – but don’t get ahead of yourself!
“NO..no plans at all!” I squealed. Yay! Suddenly I could talk! Well, squeal. It was better than nothing.
“Want to meet me after work? Unless you want me to pick you up some place?” He shouted, but a little softer this time, his beautiful face searing my brain to my skull.
Alrighty, maybe one small step ahead.
“I’ll meet you here..no problem at all!” I said as I started unwittingly fussing with my hair, smoothing it down, hoping it stayed that way.
“Meet me at the carousel at midnight?” He asked, his eyes still never having left mine.
“Of course!” I said sweetly, but loud enough so he could also hear me over the music – but, this was going on inside my head –> *OMG – YESS YESS YESS!!!* (remember, I’m a teenager)
He flashed me his gorgeous smile, but it was kind of shy, different. I loved it. I blushed more (STOP!) and smiled back. I was beaming and no doubt it showed. Time stopped, but then the damn ride stopped, and he had to go back to work.
“See you in a few hours.” He said as he stood up, pushing his pretty hair back with one hand.
“Okay!” I exclaimed. I overdid it..I screeched. Cringe.
I desperately needed someone to glue me to the damn ground because I swear to god, I felt like I was about to fly away. I was as high as a kite, as high as one of twelve, crazy, colorful, high-tech kites this family would bring to the beach every day at 5 pm the summer before, and fly obsessively. I’d never seen kites fly so high in my life. I remember saying to my friend;
“I guess someone told them to go fly a kite and they took it to heart.” and then we laughed.
I was so high, I was Lisa in the Sky with
Diamonds Dreamboat. Who needs alcohol or pot when you just might have a Dreamboat?
I walked back to my crowd of friends, temporary friends, and complete strangers, who were starting to disperse, thankfully. I tried to remain neutral faced, I didn’t want to let on anything until I reached them. Of course that didn’t work, because my friends knew me too well, they knew my ‘try to hide the excitement’ face. They were already smiling and getting ready for a high five – hug fest. Of course, I didn’t want it to happen there, so I walked right past them to the other side of the pier. Then I let loose..
“He asked me to meet him after work tonight!!!” I screamed, jumping up and down.
During the hug fest and the numerous “I told you so’s”, I realized my eyes were welling up. Next – a few tears were running down my face. Wow, could those be happy tears? This was the first time I’d ever experienced them. I’d heard of them, seen it happen to others, but could never understand how anyone could cry when they were happy. If I’d had a vile on hand, I think I would have bottled them – sort of like a parent saving the clippings of their child’s first haircut, or baby teeth.
“Awww, Lis..you’re so happy you’re crying! Look she’s crying!” said one of my friends, the one whom I was the closest with.
What was happening to me? The effect Dreamboat had on me was crazy. This wasn’t just puppy love, this was serious.
It was 10:30 pm, I had an hour and a half to go and wanted to go back to our luxury pad and freshen up a bit..not change or do my hair, just brush my teeth again, maybe run a razor with some lotion up and down my legs to nip any stubble. He used to occasionally put his hand on my knee while driving. I couldn’t chance it.
The single local pal sister and one of my real besties volunteered to go with me while the rest stayed to play on the rides. I bid adieu to my now hometown acquaintances, unless we ran into them again and became besties once more, and off we went.
I barely remember the walk back because I wasn’t walking..I was floating again. I didn’t even feel the boardwalk.
I didn’t even feel the splinter that shot up into my foot, embedding deep – initially.
Half of my freshening up period was spent crying out as my friend tried and finally succeeded in removing it. A bloody hangnail, a splinter, what was next? A small chunk of meteorite to the head on the walk to meet him?
Please excuse the fact that I don’t know why I’m here, and I can’t remember your name, I had a little celestial accident.
The walk to meet him was just as exhilarating as that first walk to meet him the summer before. Same deal..the salt air blowing my already messy hair all over the place, the scent of popcorn and cotton candy increasing as we got closer, the bright lights and music getting louder. We were now at the carousel, but he wasn’t there. I looked around, getting more and more nervous as the minutes ticked by.
What if I my sudden disappearance last year hurt him so much that this was his revenge? Maybe I looked so hideous with my rat’s nest hair, he changed his mind about meeting me? I knew I should have waited until the next night when I had a tan and looked nicer!
It was now 10 after midnight.
Then I saw him, behind the closing gate of the pier, talking closely to the cute platinum blonde with the tremendous confidence and tremendous boobies. She had her hand on his arm. OH.NO. I felt the apple wine start to creep up my esophagus.
Keep checking back for Part 8, coming soon!
Before I get to the cheesecake recipe, I’d like to thank my friend, Mandy, from What the Fruitcake?! - for converting the measurements in this recipe from metrics to US for me. Also, to see all the delicious dishes my fellow SRC’ers made from their assigned blogs, click on the blue frog below.
Skinny Sour Cream Topped Cheesecake
Recipe from Cooking with Trial and Error, via her friend’s Mom, with my revisions for an 8-inch springform pan
Approximately 2950 calories, 12 servings, 245 calories per serving
4.6 ounces animal or graham cracker crumbs (I forgot to measure after I weighed, but I will do that later with remaining crumbs)
3 to 5 tablespoons melted butter (it could get too greasy with 5, so start with 3, which worked for me)
1 3/4 cups Farmers Cheese *
1/3 cup + 1 tablespoon + 1 teaspoon Buttermilk or Yogurt *
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2/3 cup sugar
1 1/3 cups sour cream
1/3 cup sugar
* The Farmer’s Cheese plus buttermilk amounts can be substituted with all Quark or Greek Yogurt – 500 grams total. Next time I’m going to make yogurt cheese with the Greek yogurt, and try this recipe with that instead of the farmer’s cheese and buttermilk. I’m pretty sure it will be closer in texture to full fat cheesecake since it’s creamy. Strain about 600 to 700 grams low-fat or regular Greek Yogurt so you end up with 500 grams yogurt cheese, which is about 2 cups.
UPDATE - I made it with the yogurt cheese and it’s exactly like a full-fat creamy cheesecake. If you use cottage or farmer’s cheese, you get more of a ricotta cheesecake, which is also delicious, of course.
1. Place the animal or graham crackers in a food processor and pulse until you get fine crumbs. Transfer the crumbs to a clean bowl and drizzle in the melted butter, stirring, until it holds together somewhat. As mentioned above, you shouldn’t need all 5 tablespoons, the cheesecake filling will bind it together when baking.
2. Press the crumbs into a greased 9-inch cake pan – just the bottom. Use the bottom of a glass to really pack it in. Place in the freezer while you make the filling. You can also use a 5”x7” square Pyrex pan, if you want to make cheese cake squares. *I used an 8-inch springform pan, which doubled the baking time. Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.
2. In a food processor, combine all the ingredients for the cheese filling until uniform and silky. Remove the graham cracker crust from the freezer, and pour the filling on top of it.
3. Place in the preheated oven and bake for 5 minutes. Lower the oven temperature to 350 degreees F and bake for 15 minutes.
4. Combine the sour cream with the sugar. After the cheesecake has baked for 15 minutes at 350F, remove it from the oven and spread the sour cream on top evenly – be gentle, as it will be slightly jiggly in the middle. Bake for another 5 minutes.
5. Let the cheesecake cool to room temperature, then chill in the fridge for at least 2 hours before serving. I topped my mini cheesecakes (I cut them out of the leftover large cheesecake with a round biscuit cutter) with a melange of cut up fruits and honey.
* As i mentioned above, I used a 7 1/2 to 8-inch round springform pan. The baking time was 10 minutes at 400 degrees F, then 30 to 35 minutes at 350 degrees F, and another 10 minutes with the sour cream topping.
I was not compensated monetarily for my Weight Watchers Fresh Meals review, only sent the meals free of charge. All opinions expressed are my own.
Tags: Chocolate, Chocolate Mint Dessert, Diet, Gluten-Free, Healthy, Low-Fat, Mint, Review, Weight Loss, Weight Watchers, Weight Watchers Deli Salads, Weight Watchers Fresh Meals
About two months ago, Catherine Bowen Brophy, a consultant at Greencore/Weight Watchers, contacted me, asking if I wanted to review a new line of Weight Watchers fresh meals and deli salads (the dessert is homemade, not a frozen or packaged dessert – recipe at end of post) My first thought was…
‘Umm..has she seen my blog?’
My blog is probably the last place one would look for weight loss or healthy eating. I think I have maybe one ‘healthy/low-fat’ post, and any others that may or could be good for you, are purely accidental or coincidental. This had to be some kind of mistake, right?
I like Weight Watchers. As I’ve said before, I will not review or talk about any product on my blog that I don’t like or believe in. I’ve turned many products down, but this one I couldn’t. Truth be told, I think Weight Watchers is one of the few, if not only, diet plans that’s sensible, convenient, doesn’t deprive you, and is most likely to keep weight off once you lose it. I have friends who have succeeded on it, and back in HS, even though we didn’t need to lose weight at the time, a friend I used to buy some of the Weight Watchers desserts for munchies, simply because they tasted really good. Of course we’d eat like 4 desserts each, but again, they were munchies food after a party or a night out – not a diet.
If you’ve ever seen Sex and the City – there’s an episode where Miranda is ready to purchase a stack of diet books in a desperate attempt to take off her baby weight. The cashier flips through the books as she rings them up. These are not exact quotes,, but it went something like this..”This one I lost 40 lbs on, gained back 60″ – “This one made me sick, and I didn’t lose weight” and so on. She then tells Miranda to go with Weight Watchers, the only one that ever worked because, as I mentioned above, they don’t deprive you of the foods you like to eat. I know, I know..Weight Watchers probably paid for that little scene, but one part definitely isn’t BS. The food IS good.
Photos in collage courtesy of Weight Watchers. Top Row – BBQ Chicken with Mashed Sweet Potatoes and Turkey and Stuffing. Bottom Row – Three Cheese Macaroni and Meat Loaf with Garlic Mashed Potatoes
After devouring a half pan of the baklava I made in June, and endless candy testing/tasting throughout the month of July, I wasn’t feeling too hot. Bloated, lethargic, and well, jiggly. I had already been through many ‘blog’ over noshings in late 2010 (remember the cassoulet?), so I wasn’t helping my cause by eating more than a ‘bit’ of my super rich dishes and desserts once again.
I received a huge ice packed box filled with 7 fresh meals, and three deli salads. I decided then and there, if I was going to review this properly, I was going to do it right. Never having been on any weight loss plan my entire life (I dieted in many unhealthy ways – which I won’t get into now, when I needed to lose), I was now officially on one. I gave myself the month of August to see what would happen by sticking to a Weight Watcher’s meal plan. I purchased more of these meals and salads when I ran out of the ones sent to me free of charge.
This is what it looks like in natural light and when it’s not melting – photo courtesy of Weight Watchers
Every day I’d have fresh fruit or a little cereal for breakfast, then a bit of one of the salads they sent, for lunch (I received the chicken salad with dried cranberries, the potato – egg white salad, and the macaroni salad, but there’s more – which you can see HERE), and one of the fresh meals for dinner. The fresh meals are not as small as you would think, and they’re delicious – they taste fattening. I especially loved the meat loaf with garlic mashed potatoes, the three cheese macaroni, and the BBQ chicken. The deli salads tasted just like the stuff you get from a deli. The only criticism I have is, the egg whites in the potato salad were a tad rubbery and need to be cut smaller. LOVE, LOVE, LOVED the chicken salad!
Verdict. I try not use a scale, as I prefer to go by how my clothes fit and how I feel. However, I did this time. I dropped 6 lbs barely doing anything other than sticking to these meals. Whether you need to lose a little, or a lot of weight, I highly recommend you give these fresh meals and deli salads a shot.
That said, here’s the best part, they’re cheap! Fresh Meals are only $2.99 each, and deli salads are $1.99-$2.99! You can find them in the refrigerated areas of the deli or meat sections at most supermarkets. Once again, you can see the various selections of Fresh Meals and Deli salads, HERE.
Now, of course I’m not done. No, Weight Watchers did not send me any desserts, so you’re probably wondering what the photos of the fattening looking chocolate thing with whipped cream, chocolate syrup and candy pieces is. It’s a Weight Watchers recipe! There’s no way I’m going to review anything without making something, and this was one of the desserts I chose to satisfy my sweet cravings. It tastes like a rich, chocolate – mint pudding pop..and again..it tastes fattening! It looks pretty good doesn’t it? It takes 5 minutes to put together, and after two hours of freezing, you can eat the whole dessert without guilt! I’m going to post the recipe, verbatim, with a few italicized tips of my own, from weightwatchers.com.
How quicketh it melteth..
The Weight Watchers Fresh Meals are currently available in the Northeast, Mid-Atlantic and Mid-West regions, at nearly all major grocery stores as well as online at Peapod.com. Soon Fresh Meals will be available in stores in North and South Carolina, Georgia and Florida, as well.
By the way, this blog will remain a 99.5 % rich, fattening blog, as it’s always been - just wanted to make that perfectly clear ;D
Frozen Chocolate Mint Dessert
Recipe from Weightwatchers.com
PointsPlus® Value: 3
Preparation Time: 7 min
Cooking Time: 0 min
Level of Difficulty: Easy
1 oz chocolate wafer(s), about 5 cookies
1/4 teaspoon mint extract (I used peppermint extract)
1 teaspoon unsweetened cocoa
7 oz fat-free whipped topping, about 1 whole aerosol can
1/4 cup(s) fat-free skim milk
3 piece(s) Weight Watchers by Whitman’s Mint patties, frozen, chopped
2 tablespoons chocolate syrup
6 tablespoons whipped topping, light or fat-free, vanilla or chocolate
1. Line six muffin holes with foil muffin liners. (I used paper liners)
2. In a blender, combine wafers, extract, cocoa, fat-free whipped topping and milk; blend until completely combined. Divide mixture among prepared muffin liners; freeze for at least 2 hours. (Fill each cup half way. Anymore and you won’t get 6 desserts, and your points will go up on each one.)
3. Just before serving, top each with 1/6 of mint patties, 1 teaspoon chocolate syrup and 1 tablespoon whipped topping. Yields 1 dessert per serving.
NOTES: This easy chocolate dessert can be made in several flavors. For a pure chocolate treat, replace the mint extract with chocolate or vanilla extract and swap the mint patties for an ounce of mini chocolate chips (could affect PointsPlus values). My note : You can also make it a chocolate – almond dessert by using almond extract instead of mint, and WW almond patties.