So, several weeks ago, Husband and I were lucky enough to have a date night.
Date day, actually, as my friend Janzer kindly offered to babysit.
We had a great time, shopping, walking, holding hands and enjoying each others’ company – something we haven’t done solo in a long while.
Our day ended at a little restaurant I found on Happy Cow.
It’s veg-friendly, if not completely meat free. A good compromise for me and my favourite omnivore.
The website boasts the restaurant’s use of fresh, local, seasonal ingredients, prepared by their in-house chef:
“Each day, you will find a selection of seasonal menu items from the traditional to something diverse that you can choose from that are healthy, great tasting, and always additive and preservative free.
All menu items are prepared fresh daily in-house.
Because we make your menu choice fresh upon order, you choose how you want your selection made.
You can order from the daily menu as presented by our Chef, or ask for your choice to be prepared whatever way and using the ingredients you would like.”
Sounds good, right?
The restaurant itself was clean, but not-so-comfortable, in metal outdoor furniture and the wine was excellent.
Husband loved his sausage meatloaf and my veggie curry looked and smelled wonderful. I love me some jasmine rice.
Now, I had asked if the chef might be able to add some beans or tofu to my meal, as it was lacking in protein. The waitress assured me that she would ask the chef and when she didn’t bring up the subject on her next few visits to our table, I figured it was all good.
I noticed something amiss as soon as I took my first bite.
Husband confirm what I’d suspected.
What did Chef add to my veggie curry?
c) split peas
d) one of dozens of culturally appropriate legumes
e) canned maple baked beans
Let’s just say, my French Canadian husband liked the taste of curry for the first time in his life.
But man, do I love me some jasmine rice.