Don’t call me a foodie

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Alright, so if you’ve been reading or know me at all, you know that I actually don’t like food very much. For reference to my lack of food-aficionado-ness take a look at this old post… Leo, on the other hand is a dude. They LOVE food and lots of it. I’ve gone from being a non-big-dinner eater (two eggs and toast), to accommodating a bigggg dinner eater. Ah, the adventures of co-habitation! Going awesome, by the way. 

While I don’t love food, I love taking care of people and making them feel special. In fact, that is on my perma-list of life to-dos – be kinder, help people more and make someone’s day brighter everyday. I’m starting to wonder if food bloggers actually only like cooking/baking because it brightens the days of the people that get to eat it. Right, back to the point – FOOD. First night actually cooking, not throwing food together, I made me potions, not dude potions. Within an hour, I had a hungry boyfriend on my hands. 

Second night? I made the salad pictured above based loosely on a salad recipe from Once a Month Mom. You’ll notice the size of the second plate is a monster, but I was so scared of not feeding Leo enough that I sided with big. Needless to say, he laughed, ate quite a bit and I had a huge lunch the next day. I suppose this is called learning?