Yesterday, Valentine's Day, both Anthony and I worked. We had previously agreed we wouldn't exchange gifts. I'm not the biggest fan of Black Hearts day, err, Valentine's Day, so a low-key night is where you'll find the two of us.
Before I headed off to work, I figured I should make a little something for dinner. I quickly mixed the ingredients needed in the slow cooker for Honey-Soy Chicken. I purposefully set the slow cooker for the minimum amount of time the recipe suggested.
After work, I had an appointment and then ran to the grocery store. In the grocery store parking lot, I saw a wonderful sign. The beauty supply store! I painted my finger nails for the first time in at least 10 years and I needed more nail polish.
By the time I got home, my chicken had been cooking for a long time. And by long time, I mean 10 hours! I admit, when I opened the slow cooker lid, the chicken was dark. It may have had a funny smell. I added the pineapples the recipe called for, then made the Jasmine rice we were going to eat with it.
I started making 2-ingredient chocolate mousse. It only has chocolate and water. This project ended up taking 45 minutes. In the meantime, Anthony got home. I had wanted to make dinner special and set the table. But I didn't have time because I was beating the mousse. Which was taking for...e...ver!
I roasted some aspargus and found 2 pretty flowers growing from our neighbor's yard. Is it stealing if they were on our side of the fence? I hope not!
I forcefully told Anthony to stay in the back of the house so I could serve dinner. I called him in and said Happy Valentine's Day, Sweetie!
He paused to take a picture of our little dinner. We took a bite. The chicken was "not good eats" in the words of Alton Brown. I watched Anthony eat a bite and his face turned to a bitter, pucker.
Then he did something that I think showed love. Genuine, true love. He smiled and said, "It's good, Sweetie! Thank you for making dinner for us."
I told him he didn't have to swallow. He said he wasn't sure if he actually could.
And that was our Valentine's Day meal. I'm sure happy I already have a "ring on it" or Anthony might not have became my hubster. The chicken was THAT bad.
How was your day? What have you been up to lately? I've been missing our conversations!