You may have noticed that I took a day off of the MoFoness yesterday. You see, yesterday was a rather special day. October 10th marks our, that is to say M. Fish & moi, 5-year anniversary ensemble. I know what you’re thinking, 5 years doesn’t seem long… but as the majority of my past relationships had a shelf-life rivaling a carton of soy milk (ahem! fear of commitment! ahem!) it’s a big ‘ole fiesta!
This isn’t our wedding anniversary, which will be 5 years next June, but the anniversary of just knowing from that first night that we would be together forever : M. Fish coming back (stumbling back?) to my place after an evening of drunken debauchery with friends at a noisy, smoke-filled bar (this to differentiate it from all other bars), staying up until 7 a.m. talking about everything there was to talk about… and M. Fish never left. Ok, not in a “creepy-freaky-guy-squatting-in-my-apartment way, but the “here’s a key, hot stuff” way. I’m not one to hand out keys (or my heart), so I knew, as did Monsieur F, that this was it. And it is, or was…you know what I mean!
I’m about to commit photographic heresy and show you a picture of a picture – our scanner is mort, muerto, as in R.I.P., but I wanted to share with you, for the very first time, a photo of moi.…to mark this grand occasion…
Why this picture? It’s my favorite of our weddings pics, that’s why. I know it’s not a close-up, so you can’t make out the piercings or all the tattoos, but you get the idea. Note the combat boots. No, they weren’t vegan. They were all I could afford at the second hand shoppe during grad school. I did wear some very snazzy, sexy and over-priced shoes during our civil ceremony. But as I cringed in pain listening to M. le Maire pronouncing our legal affiliation, I decided there was no way I was going to spend the next 12 hours in agony so we stopped back at our place before the grueling photo session so I could get my boots! A wise decision indeed.
“So what the hell, Shellyfish? Where is the MoFo? Where is the food? Why are you posting about his?”
So I was saying, yesterday was our anniversary. We were to go out to dinner, just M. Fish and I. We aren’t one of those couples who never leave their child with a sitter because they are psycho and afraid that something will happen to them or that no one can be trusted. We just don’t have anyone to watch her. No teen-aged or retired neighbors who like kids. My family is across the world, and my in-laws who would watch Guppy live on the other side of the country. We live in a town where none of our friends have children, or who know people with children, and finding a baby-sitter is nearly impossible. Trust me. But managed to secure a babysitter – I asked her over a month ago if she was free – and she was going to watch Guppy. She’s watched Guppy before, and she’s sweet, and Guppy likes her. It’s all good…
Then the babysitter got sick. At the last minute.
Our plan was to have dinner at our favorite Sushi restaurant. It just so happens that Guppy freaking loves sushi. We did what any other normal couple would do. We got take out :
Me: “Hey Guppy, do you want to come with Mumma to get some Sushi for a special party tonight?”.
Guppy, twirling, clapping, and panting in a blitz of dancing around the salon watching Gorillaz Live in Harlem
“Sushi!?! A party?! What kind of party?” as she twirls into the couch, throwing herself onto the over-stuffed cushions with delight.
Me : “A kissing and love party, because Mumma & Papa are in love.”
Guppy : “Sushi and love!” She begins dancing again, “I loooovee sushi and love! But after this song, ok?”
And so, Guppy & I went off on foot in the beautiful cool of the Autumn evening in one direction to pick up 4 avocado rolls, 4 cucumber rolls, 4 pickled daikon rolls, three “house salads”, and some sweet mochi cakes, M. Fish went off in the other direction for champagne and some vino, and we all met back here for a huge sushi love party! I didn’t even try to take pictures of anything because we lit candles and had our twinkle lights on, and really, it just wasn’t a take pictures of food kind of moment.
But, because you’re a bunch of food-p*rn junkies, here…
Have a big bite of my Banana Chocolate Chip Muffin from The Joy of Vegan Baking. Fantastic. Will be blogging on this gem of a cookbook soon, so stay tuned!