Frubik’s Cube

That wasn’t a misspelling.  Really.

As you know, I am always looking for the next best thing, and I get especially excited when the next best thing has to do with dessert.  Limited by my food allergies, and now, the need to lose a little weight after repeatedly testing (and loving) all of the recipes in my cookbook, Allergy-Free Desserts, I didn’t think that a good dessert could possibly be on the horizon.  But then, out of nowhere, came the Frubik’s Cube, or at least that’s what my husband I are calling it.

I had just forgotten about my diet and polished off a giant, juicy, bun-free burger, when the waiter came to take our dessert order the other day.  Naturally, I demured but the waiter pressed on: “But wouldn’t you like at least some fruit?” he prodded.  ”Oh no, I just couldn’t,” I shook my head.  ”But we have a gorgeous cube,” he pressed.  ”A cube?  What kind of cube?!” I asked, totally intrigued, just as he had hoped.  I could see him tabulating his tip in his head as we talked.  ”You should get it.  Be surprised.  You won’t be sorry”.

A sucker for peer pressure, I ordered the cube.

When it arrived, I was not disappointed.  In fact, I was amazed.  Here on a plate sat a real, live, Rubik’s cube made from perfectly measured, perfectly uniform, slices of tropical fruits.  It was beautiful, and so much so that I really didn’t want to ruin it by eating it.  But let’s face it, I have little self-control when it comes to dessert, so I ate the whole thing.

The moral of the story is that there is always a dessert option, even when we suffer from food allergies, and the options can be (and often are) so beautiful that we don’t have to feel on the fringes in a restaurant.  The Frubik’s cube was not only beautiful, but safe, and low in calories.  I ate it and swore to myself to work on my knife skills so that I could make one for my next party.  We’ll see how that goes.