The husband and I have agreed that this vegetarian experiment would've been better performed in the summer, perhaps in July, with the Seattle farmers market runneth over and you can get local strawberries that are deeply crimson or even garnet or claret-colored on the outside and scarlet at the heart, none of that grocery store spring strawberry white at the center.
Dayum. Now I want a strawberry that does not exist in February in this hemisphere, much less this state.
Anyway, tonight my husband made vegetarian cassoulet for dinner. It was quite good, but you know what would've made it really yummy? Ham, or maybe smoked sausage.
We miss meat, but we're going to stick with it. It's just starting to feel less culinary adventure and more limitation. Which I guess is appropriate for a Lenten fast, after all.