
this summer i told my dad that i only want to date vegetarians. this made him unhappy. he didn't think i should be so restrictive. well. pops, you win.
i cooked my first dinner tonight for the man i have been dating now for about a month. he eats meat. i don't. Here is the menu:
salad: beets and fennel with an orange juice based dressing
soup: minestrone
main: quiche with endive, broccoli and zucchini
I was nervous. I have this idea in my head that all meat eaters are like my parents - they never feel like they have eaten unless they eat meat. this was the first time since my wonderful years in montreal with a wonderful (vegetarian:) guy that i have cooked a meal for my boyfriend. Let me try to explain why this is significant...
I love cooking for shabbat because i know it will go to feeding good people with good food and add to the good spirit of shabbat. i like feeding people. i liked feeding my ex-boyfriend. a lot. i think it was the first time i realized that i really am like my mother as we were always told we would be. My momma likes watching me eat. She likes watching my pops eat. It was when i cooked for my ex that i realized how happy it made her by my own joy the act elicited. it was like nothing else. For one because i was in shock that i could cook at all considering my house growing up of take out and microwaveable goods because my parents were working hard and what time they had to spend with me i think they didn't want to spend cooking. But really the feeling is indescribable.
I love watching my friends and more-than-friends eat my food and feel jolly and full after.
So, I fed him. He ate, and ate, and ate. I ate with him. all the while I could feel the my-mother-in-me eyeing his plate every time it was almost empty...hoping he would want another serving.
I like him...I don't know where it will go. But i am trying to keep in mind that I never can. But for the time being he is adorable.
The new man, the few days of being sick in bed, a trip with school, planning an open-mic for school, etc, etc. these are the reasons i haven't written in a while. They are not good excuses, I know. What good is this damn thing if i don't post!:)
I miss all of you sweet people on the other side of the Atlantic. Israel is cold and rainy days. But it is made warmer not only by the friends and the new special someone over here, but also by your e and phone love i get everyday. Chag sameach btw, we are in tu'beshvat season now! I have a mini-post to tell you about some things i experienced over this past shabbat regarding the festive holiday of trees we just had.
i hope this was coherent. i watched the superbowl for much of last night and was up at 7am for morning praying with my community. i am entirely exhausted. be well and happy, ya'll.
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