Tasty Aphrodisiacs…

I love food, not as much as I love my family, friends and soon to be husband, but outside of people, I love food. I love shopping for fresh produce and meats, I love cooking, I love the look on Jason’s face when I really scored on a recipe. I love the excitement of trying a new restaurant or the anticipation of an old one (god bless the Shag roll at Uchi). I love interesting tastes, flavors and combinations of both. I also love the idea of food contributing to love.




I bought this cookbook (InterCourses: an aphrodisiac cookbook) about 4 years ago when Jason and I moved in together. The photography is stunning and the recipes are interesting. Although I don't know much about if they work or not, and I don’t really use it that often as a cookbook, I love the stories that come along with each recipe, about a moment in time, the flavors that contributed to it and how all together it makes a sweet memory. We recently went to a book signing by the author here in Austin. It was in a lingerie shop which just added to the fun. I have to say that meeting the author has renewed my desire to add some spice (and love) to the kitchen.

XOXO

I have had a terrific morning with my boys so far. Homemade cards and hand dipped long-stemmed strawberries started my morning off right. I found these beautiful strawberries at Whole Foods and melted a lovely block of bittersweet chocolate and let them set. I dipped some banana for the little monkey in the house.

Hubby surprised me Friday night with a Flip Ultra video recorder and as expected a sentimental andthoughtful love letter that made me cry. It's a funny thing because I always have to read his letters out loud in front of him because I cannot always read his handwriting...it's very unique, and so I stumble through it getting emotional and he has to finish some words for me which is a good thing when you're teary-eyed.

I did give my man a love letter of my own, recalling a time when we were saying goodbye as friends and we kissed, but it was different and I knew our friendship had blossomed into something more. I can still feel the energy from that moment and how marvelous I felt knowing that we had passed the threshhold of just being friends into something more. I walked away from that moment into the rain and walked a mile home enjoying the rain and smiling all the way. Soaking wet, but very happy.