Every now and then I find myself dining solo, as was the case during Brett's recent two week business trip.
I don't think too much about it at the breakfast and lunch table.
Dinner, however, is another matter altogether.
It seems rather lonely to me and I find I don't often think it seems worth it to cook for one person.
~ Two egg omelette w/ red onion, broccoli & cheese, bagel half, fresh pineapple & strawberries ~
On the other hand, two weeks is a long time to live on junk food.
So, even though it seemed more tempting at times, I challenged myself to come up with a few decent meals to serve myself.
When I was raising my kids, it was very important to me to have the family together at the dinner table. I did my best to set a nice table and serve a nourishing meal. Now that it's just the two of us, I still honor the dinner table tradition to some extent.
With all of this time to myself, I pondered the reasons why it didn't seem worthwhile to do the same thing for me, myself & I.
It gave me time to think about the people I have known that dine alone on a regular basis. I know for some of them it was the result of losing a spouse and for them sitting alone at the dinner table was far too lonely. In some cases they chose to take dinner on the couch in front of the tv as sitting alone at the table was too strong of a reminder of their great loss. In another instance, dinner was at a restaurant each evening as being home was too quiet and too lonely. Being in a place where there were other people and wait staff who knew your name was the way to go.
Then there was Paul. An extremely creative, talented and energetic friend from my past. He lived in a small apartment above the gift shop he ran. He was one who was often up until the wee hours creating some beautiful work of art or fabulous recipe.
While his lifestyle was completely different from mine, I was impressed by the beauty he created in his small apartment and inspired by the fabulous food he would prepare for his own meals.
One day I looked out the window and noticed the oldest of my azaleas were in full bloom. Taking a cue from Paul, I decided that even though I was the only one who would enjoy them, it was worthwhile to get out there and snip a few.
So, I did.
That prompted me to dig through the vintage linen vault for a cheery spring tablecloth.
~ Split Pea Soup with Multigrain Bread ~
It's hard to make split pea soup look appetizing.
A little cropping and an "aerial" shot to hopefully take the emphasis off the pea green soup.
Who ever said it isn't worth it to set a pretty table for one?
The flowers and tablecloth sent me on a mission to find a few candles to add to the mix.
No law against candlelight for one as far as I know. ;D.
Once the candles were lit it seemed a good idea to check out the dishes.
Apparently it wasn't a good idea to get out the iron.
In some instances it is good that I'll be the only one to see it.
With kale growing in the garden now, it was decided that it should be included on the menu. I found Lovella's method for massaging the kale beforehand to be a great way to soften the leaves. My kale crop isn't super bountiful, but it was enough to provide salad for three nights.
~ Dessert ~
As for the strawberries,
two were ripe last week.
An ideal dessert for one.
Maybe there are some perks to dining solo after all.