|Craptacular Day = Receive Pasta - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
I was organizing my backlog of photos and came across occasions that should have been blogworthy: besotted, heart-shaped Valentine's Day and super-duper Birthday Funtime. Two celebratory times where you lavish yourself and others with favorite food and drink. Except this year. Valentine's Day was a sickly disaster, and the whole birthday weekend turned into a sleepless, drug-addled disappointment.
|Valentine's Day - Party of One (who doesn't have the flu) - Photos by Wasabi Prime|
My moment of Painful Blog-Honesty: I plated one well-intended appetizer plate of tuna tartare with truffled toasts for the sake of Instagram, and then sat on the couch and ate it all like a forlorn Cookie Monster. Actually, that was all I had on Valentine's Day -- the tuna was sushi-grade and not meant for leftovers. It was eat or throw away, and no way was I wasting that. I cooked the scallops a couple of days later, but used them in a corn chowder, which was far less pretty than the intended dinner, but something easier for Brock to eat, and at least he got to have something after feeling so awful.
The Sadhorns Sweetheart weekend suffered from a failure to launch, but it was a reminder that special meals don't have to be on Hallmark holidays, and try not to put too many emotional eggs in one basket. Valentine's Day is kind of stressful, even for a stay-at-home dinner. Even if the special meal turned into a party of one, our personal traditions of homemade notes didn't falter. I still got a badass Buffy the Vampire Slayer Giles-themed card, Brock got a Bob's Burgers Tina-gram and hey, there were cookies!
|A flu-stricken Valentine's Day made better with funny cards and COOKIES - Photos by Wasabi Prime|
|Ugly handmade pasta and ice cream are the Birthday Band-Aid - Photos by Wasabi Prime|
I had this pasta, microwaved as leftovers on my birthday. It was fuel for staying awake until 4am the following morning, keeping watch over our sick dog, before tagging Brock in for his shift and I finally got some sleep. It was like this for most of our fabulous Double Birthday Weekend - sleepless and grumpy, but I was thankful to have a lot of homemade meals handy, especially vanilla-orange ice cream in the freezer, since we couldn't leave the house much.
Food can be made camera-ready for the perfect meal. It can be a signpost for fabulous places you're at. Food can also be an escape from the day's stresses, and it's okay if everything isn't picture perfect. I also think when it comes to blogs, it's totally okay to say when life isn't as perfect as the interwebs would like us to be.