For the past month there has been a lot of cooking going on in our apartment thanks to our Whole30 adventure (which is coming to an end today). And even though I have loved the act of making a homemade meal almost every single night for 30 days, it has gotten a little tedious. So I am looking forward to tomorrow, when we will be ordering a pizza for the first time since January.
But our respite from cooking will be short-lived, thanks to our annual tradition of cooking our own Valentine’s Day dinner together at home. And I’m cool with that, because I look forward to this challenge every year. And it is a challenge.
Because we don’t just make dinner. We make a dinner that we would normally only eat in a restaurant. We take on recipes like crown rack of lamb and Caesar salad with homemade dressing. And this year will be our biggest challenge yet, as we plan to make homemade pappardelle pasta with freshly ground lamb in a ragu sauce, Roquefort soufflés, whiskey-cheese fondue and Foodstirs brownie pops (from a kit that is my Valentine’s present from Ethan).
I love this tradition because it enables us to a) have a restaurant quality meal on the “day of love” b) spend quality time together as we cook c) avoid the commercialism of the holiday by making it completely who we are: homebodies.
Ethan and I like to be at home a lot of the time, so I figure why should Valentine’s Day be any different? Don’t get me wrong, we go out and do tons of fun things; this weekend alone we will be going to an antiquarian (old) book fair and a parade in Chinatown to celebrate the Lunar New Year (more on that later this week). We love to travel and have seen and done a great many things together.
But we are really Netflix and (actually) chill people most of the time. And I don’t think there is anything wrong with that. Because, to me, Ethan wouldn’t be “the one” if I didn’t want to spend most of our time together just relaxing, talking or not, in our home.
Ever since we got our apartment this summer, and have slowly been decorating it to make it a place of our own, we have taken great pleasure in using the phrase “our home.” Because it is a home. A home we share together. And the thought of going home to him at the end of the day makes me giddy.
If I wasn’t happy sitting on the couch next to him in that home while he looks at his Magic the Gathering cards and I “window shop” on Etsy then I think we’d have a problem. You have to be comfortable doing nothing together.
Now you shouldn’t always be doing nothing. But you have to be comfortable with the fact that you can’t always be having adventures either. We are young and we don’t have a ton of money and the things we have to pay a lot to do together have to be well thought out and worth the experience before we invest in them.
And because of the fact Ethan is still in law school and that the career I have chosen doesn’t really rake in the dough (Sorry, honey!), it might be like that for a while.
So it’s good to know that making dinner together, at home, on Valentine’s Day isn’t just “enough” for us, but the way we truly want to celebrate together.
So, as you go forth with your Valentine’s Day plans with your special someone (unless your single, in which case you can ignore everything I’m saying and go out and have a drink on me) keep in mind that what is important. And that is if you can’t Netflix and (actually) chill with someone, they really aren’t the one you should be spending Valentine’s Day with.0