once a month i host a meatless monday dinner party i have dubbed “lets do dinner!!!”  a week ago i was supposed to be cooking up a fantastic mediterranean fest for my friends.  homemade white bean lemon hummus, chickpea mint salad, stuffed baby peppers and honey-date cookies.  then i had one of those days, tired crabby, i wanted to still cook up a storm but i didn’t want to share it, i realized.  i wanted to open my favorite bottle of wine but just for me.  i wanted to eat the hummus but i wanted it all to myself.  so i sent out a mass message….dinner canceled do to illness.  i will say that when concerned friends wanted to know about my sickness and if they could aid me in any way, i did admit the illness was crabbiness.   but i realized as i was cooking what i needed was a dinner party for one.  to cook a fabulous meal just for me to enjoy.  why people don’t cook for themselves like they would for others is a mystery to me.  sitting down to my plate of chickpea mint salad, lemony hummus and stuffed peppers with a giant glass of wine all by my sweet self turned out to be the perfect remedy to my illness of crabbiness.

now that makes me say opaa!!