Since Valentine's Day falls on a Tuesday this year and I work and Aurora has school, we celebrated yesterday. The best way to celebrate any special occasion?? Food. Obviously.
We started off with brunch. Pancakes, bacon, and donut + fruit skewers. Before I go any further, I have to confess that our whole situation surrounding said brunch went something like this. Friday afternoon convo:
Me: I wanna do a Valentine's Day brunch on Sunday, since we'll all be home.
Jose: That sounds cool.
Me: (Sends Jose links to all the recipes I want to make, many of which looked fantastic to me, but Jose and Aurora are a bit pickier. Jose was willing to be flexible, but Aurora - not so much. Basically, it came down to I would have pancakes and bacon to work with. I threw the donut skewers in there for me. Aurora saw me pick up donut holes at the store and made sure I knew that she'd be having nothing to do with them. I believe her response was something like, Literally, Mom. I'm not eating those. Had she not lived inside of me for 9 months, I would seriously question whether or not she was really my child.) So, I can do those donut skewers, no problem. But there really is no one that can flip a pancake quite like you. So... I may need your help with that.
Basically, the griddle we use is Jose's domain. Anything that's made on the griddle, he makes. Which means, he was responsible for 2/3 of our brunch menu. So. You can imagine his utter disappoint when he saw my Facebook post about our brunch and there was no mention of him as the main chef. Jose, my love. My life. My everything. From the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry. Will you ever forgive me? :) He hates me right now.
Anyways, here's some photos of our brunch, once again proving that we have the absolute worst natural lighting in our house. And yes, by the time I was done with my culinary photography, the pancakes were cold and we had to reheat them. #reallife What's even more #reallife is that Jose and Aurora wanted nothing to do with my raspberry lemonade, so two of those went back in the container. I'm really blowing my domestic goddess cover here, aren't I?
We spent the rest of the day relaxing and then ran some quick errands as well. Dinner was a bit more low-key, but I thought I would further legitimize my domestic goddess status with my heart-shaped pepperonis on this less-than-mediocre homemade pizza. No seriously, the pizza tasted like crap. So much so that I made two and one of them got tossed. Hey, ya win some ya lose some, right?
Anyway, here's lookin at you Monday! ...Wishing you were Friday.
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