Last night I planned on making taco salad for dinner. I even baked the corn tortillas into cute little bowls. Well, while I was smashing the beans in the pan the spatula broke (cheap spatula) and then for some reason I jumped back taking the pan of beans with me. The pan fell on the floor and beans flew everywhere. I screamed for Juan because some of the beans stuck to my skin and clothes and it freaked me out. Juan cleaned the mess for me. I was pretty upset. I really wanted taco salad. Well, lucky for us I was boiling some tomatoes for tomato sauce which I was going to refrigerate for today. We ended up eating pasta with the tomato sauce last night instead.
Some good did come from it all though. My first attempt at homemade tomato sauce was a success. It was so much easier than I thought it would be. Juan loved it. I loved it. I’ll definitely make more. I need to make a few changes though. I need to ease up on the garlic. I get too happy with that stuff. Maybe next time I’ll even roast it. I also want to use fresh basil next time. I did have an herb garden with some delicious smelling basil, but all of my herbs died. I suck at being a vegetarian. I swear. Maybe I need ‘how to grow an herb garden for idiots’ or something. Anyway, Juan said it could use more salt. So I guess I’ll add a tiny bit more salt too. After those changes I should have a perfect tomato sauce.
I would have taken a picture, but with the way my luck was going I was afraid something would happen to Jack (my camera). Next time I’ll definitely take a picture and post it.
Can you guess what I’m having for dinner tonight? Lol. This time my mother-in-law will cook the beans.
I’m about to go for a jog with Juan. I ate a cupcake yesterday and I’m feeling kind of guilty today. Heh.
Today while looking through The Joy Of Vegan Baking, the cinnamon rolls called to me. I pretty much had everything the recipe called for on hand so I figured why not give it a try. I remember skimming the book when I first got it and seeing this recipe and thinking “Yea, I almost have the time for that.” It actually wasn’t that bad. It took a while because I had to let the dough rise, but aside from that it didn’t take long at all.
The finished product looked, smelled and tasted delicious. I gave one to Bil to try and he suddenly had this big grin on his face and seemed amazed that it tasted so good. He’s not really big on baked goods. Usually the response I get from him when I ask “So… how is it?” is “Eh.” This time he was like “Oh my God!” Now that’s the reaction I was going for.
I can’t wait until Juan comes home from work so he can try one.
I’m so lucky to have such a supportive husband. I’ve only been a vegetarian for six months now. Usually when people find out that my husband isn’t a vegetarian they give me a look and ask me if it’s hard. It’s not hard at all. Our fridge and freezer is sectioned off so that all of his stuff is on the bottom shelf and all of my stuff is on the top shelf. His stuff is usually sealed off in tupperware too just in case. He never makes faces whenever I cook something new. And even though he hates vegetables he still tries the stuff I make just to provide me with some feedback. Whenever I go to Veggie Heaven (a local vegetarian restaurant) he orders a little something for himself as well. He reads labels whenever he’s out and comes home to inform me that this or that is vegan. He’s really that supportive. A few times I got so frustrated and wanted to quit and he wouldn’t let me. At some point I wasn’t getting enough iron and vitamin D. I was so tired and moody. I didn’t feel like myself at all. He took me to the doctor and I got some iron and vitamin D and I’ve felt better ever since. So it’s only natural that he would get upset whenever someone refers to my being a vegetarian as a diet. Quite a few people have asked me how my ‘diet’ is coming along and I always ask “What diet?” Then they respond with “The vegetarian diet.” Then Juan will say “It’s NOT a diet. It’s a lifestyle change.” He tells me all of the time that he’s proud of me for standing up for what I believe in. It always makes me smile.
And in case you missed the last entry, on Saturday we walked for about two hours just to go to a vegetarian restaurant that I’ve been wanting to eat at for quite some time. He did that for me. That man is amazing. And I love him more than cupcakes. Now that’s a lot of loving.
Ok no more corny entries. Lol.
