Ari Says.... "The Proposal"

Yes. I am a female. Therefore, tens of thousands of years of reinforced stereotyping would lead you to believe that it is I, Ariana, that does a majority of the food construction in this relationship of magical veganism. Phhttt..... no. Gabriel and I are a contemporary pairing. We share equally in all we do, with no strong inclination to oblige to the social conformities of our time or of times past. .....Right?

Ok. Fine. So I do all the cooking. But that's just because I'm good at it. Sure, I may on some days spend 10 hours of my time engaging in meal preparation, but who's to say that's a bad thing? Besides, I'm worried about Gabriel. When he's soaking wet he weighs less than a friggin' cocker spaniel. I will not contain my natural instinct to express loving feminine concern!

Anywho, short story long he's getting sick and tired of being so dependent. Sure, he's had 22 years of eating the diet of an anemic 9 year old, but now he's ready to learn some proper life skills. The Proposal? From this week on, he will cook our meals Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Sure, I'm a bit hesitant, but I'm excited to get my man in the kitchen. It's hard for me not to want to be his training wheels on his bicycle of culinary exploration, but we're adults now. Baby steps are for babies. Adults take adult steps. Balls to the wall vegan cooking!

Yesterday was the first meal he made for me. Well, idealistically speaking. We got home at 7 and had an engagement at 8, which left us in a frenzy and made the meal more of a tag-team endeavor. But it's a start! It was a delicious meal of "BIG OL' SALAD." It was delicious, but I regret we had to scarf it down so quick.

Lettuce + chopped onion, green pepper + home made garlic-lovers balsamic + steamed red tots + avocado cubes

Big rush = no pics. How boring is that?