Crunchy Courgette Bites

Friday, 10 October 2014

If you really really really want to piss me off, arrange an appointment for me with the dentist.

No offense, but I'm pretty sure dentist have a deep and hidden need of tormenting the others. I would even dare to say that there is something evil in them. That in reality, they enjoy being dentists.

Because, OK, having a toothache is not nice at all. But why do they insist on making things even worse?
Starting with the appointment itself.  One of your teeth seems to be hurting a bit. It's just a bit, but perfectly bearable. Well, maybe not that copeable after all. I´m starting to think I´m about to faint now. Dammit, I´ll need to give the dentist a ring. So after a couple of weeks praying for this terrible pain to go by itself, you manage to be courageous enough to ring the surgery. And they are fully booked for the following 3 months. As if they were paying for your delays.

Then, the day arrive. And you find yourself sitting in the waiting room. Reading really stale magazines with pictures of Prince Charles and Diana´s wedding awaiting for the hour of torture. Trying not to listen to the horrible noises that come out from the rooms.

Half an hour after the time you were originally appointed, you are called into the room. Prompted to lay into the dentist chair. Opening your mouth and listening to a series of absolutely incomprehensible jargon. 3MOD, 5DO, 13MFD, like he were looking at a bowl of alphabet soup. "Secondary dental decay in 2-5. We'll have to remove the decay with rotary instruments, place a cavity liner and seal with a class II MOD composite resin". Oh my goodness, would I survive? And it is in that very moment when the biggest of lies resounds in the room: "don´t worry, it won´t hurt you".

And then the infernal buzzing of the dentist drill. Is that really necessary? Tell me, is it??!! Why has nobody invented a silencer? Maybe the moment I enjoy the most is when the dentist realizes that the blood has almost stopped flowing through your hands because you are holding them so tight in your lap. And in a spontaneous (and surprising) start of generosity, begins talking about nonsense in order to try and calm you down. But you can´t answer, because his hands, vacuum pump, drill, mirror, explorer and a couple of gauzes are inside your mouth. And all you can do is to concentrate not  drowning in your own saliva.

Yes, you guess right. This week I have been to the dentist. And know what? My dentist is brilliant, nice and a great professional. But all this doesn't matter, because I feel ghastly all the time until my appointment arrives.

So, this week, a really healthy sugar free snack to help you to look after your teeth. Because teeth are not just for Christmas.


2 Courgettes
300gr Grated Parmesan
1 Free Range Egg
100gr Dried Herbs 
Salt and pepper to taste


Preheat the over up to 180C.

Wash and cut the courgettes into thick slices. Dry them up with some kitchen paper. Sprinkle some salt and pepper.

Beat the eggs in a bowl. Then mix the cheese with the herbs in another bowl. 

Prepare a oven tray with grease proof paper.

One by one, coat the courgette slices with the egg and then with the cheese mixture and place in the oven tray leaving some space between them.

Bake for around 15 minutes until the cheese turns crunchy. Serve warm.

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