Happy Valentine’s Day. Jane and I hope you all had a pleasant day.
As someone who has no real interest in this holiday, I find it ironic that I’ve written about it four times this week. Anyway, we celebrated our Hallmark Holiday by exchanging cards this morning, sharing a special dinner tonight (prepared by Jane), and fresh-cut roses from our garden. (Yes, you can have roses from your very own garden in Southern California at this time of year!)
If this photo looks familiar to you, it should. We had a very similar meal for Thanksgiving. Our menu tonight consisted of:
- Tofurky Roast
- Cumin Braised Brussels Sprouts
- Sweet and Sour Red Cabbage
- Salad: Mixed Baby Greens with Tahini-Miso Dressing (recipe courtesy of Veganomicon)
Interestingly, Jane enjoyed the Tofurky much more this time than she has in the past. Perhaps it’s the distance from our last “real” turkey.
Everything was delicious, but I missed our usual salad dressing. Jane has a great recipe she’s been using for the last few months, and nothing beats it. It’s a honey-mustard thing which she’s veganized to be agave nectar-mustard… I could write an ode to this dressing (hmm, future post idea). Unfortunately, every time I have a salad with some other dressing, I pine for this one. Don’t you hate when that happens?
I didn’t manage to get any chocolates for Jane. I meant to, but you know how that goes… Or at least, Jane does. So she had a wonderful surprise for me. Vegan Oreo Cookie Truffles. Wow! I’m not usually a chocolate person. Don’t get me wrong, I like the stuff. But I’m not one of those people who craves it. It often annoys Jane that I can simply have one piece and be done with it. These truffles are KILLER!!!! And for those of you who are inclined to point out that Oreo Cookies are not vegan, fear not. Jane used Trader Joe’s brand Joe’s Oh’s instead. They also have the added benefit of being trans-fat free, so you could almost claim they’re good for you.
And I’ll leave you with this final impression of how insane my wife can be. The yellow heart in the middle of the plate above, that’s a Martinelli’s Sparkling Apple Cider heart-shaped ice cube. We don’t care for champagne, so we drink sparkling apple cider with our celebratory meals. Jane decided that heart-shaped ice cubes were warranted tonight. And since she didn’t want to dilute our beverage, she made the ice cubes from the cider. Martha’s got nothing on her!