Love Cake

Welcome to Love Cake.

A blog about my observations on life and everything I love with a food analogy twist: Family, Romance, Soul Mates Stories, Parenting, Spirituality, Friendship, Relationships, Sex, Fine Arts, Movies, Girlie Stuff, Music, and nonetheless, Food and Etiquette.(Oh! And even cute animals!)

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Love,

Davine



Monday, February 20, 2012


Smart Food

We learn to read food labels, watch what we eat and seek information about where our food comes from. All of that is great either for our health, or the environment and all, but don't you miss those care-free days when you could just eat something because you enjoyed eating it? Not because it has good Omega 3 or great fiber and antioxidants?

Do you remember those days when we ate without worrying about boosting our immune system or finding food that prevented cancer? Smart foods are great for us, but a giant banana split is so much more liberating isn't it?

This is how I feel about relationships. Have you noticed the minute you have to smarten up with someone, some magic and spark starts to die a little? I wouldn't say completely, but if the relationship was a rechargeable battery, the minute you start counting, the battery level would go down to half maybe?

The worst is whenever I feel like the other person is counting, that person triggers a counting cycle which I become stuck into. How can you not count when you're with someone who's openly counting everything? And counting takes so much energy... I never believed math went well with food nor relationships. I do not like to measure portions, count calories, or check the price of my grocery items unless I really have to be reasonable. I do not like to split bills, the concept of prenups or taking turns for doing anything just because it is that person's turn etc...That is what I mean by counting. Math ruins relationships. Or should I say...math ruins magical relationships. If a relationship requires math, maybe it was not meant to spark in the first place. I am not saying that we must never count with anyone, but I think, at the very least, it would be great to be comfortable enough with your lover and close friends to never need to use our emotional abacus for services and favors. What do you think? When there is love, trust, chemistry, but mostly, RESPECT, no math should have to intervene.

I love being dumb in my relationships. With the risk of coming across as naive and stupid, I love to give without tallying and use my intelligence to remember what a person did for me instead. My parents always taught me to be grateful but not to expect anything. Because of that, I may have given a lot, and to many wrong people, but at the least, I loved when I did what I did. By the time I started to smarten up with that person, it was a sign that we weren't as good friends as we thought we were anyways. If you need to constantly be smart with someone to not get fooled or used, perhaps they weren't so much love in the first place...

I am EXTREMELY grateful to have a non-mathematical relationship with my husband. We do not tally turns, nor house chores, nor our money. We trust each other enough to never excessively take from the other when one is feeling generous of their time and efforts to please the other. And the best friends that I still have after all these years are those with whom I never need to count. We don't need to keep track of who calls who more often, sends gifts, come visit etc...We don't count things. We count on each other. Plain simple math that doesn't require any equation.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012



A nice Valentine Dinner :)

This year was our first Valentine with both our sons. Even though it's Valentine's Day everyday in our home, we love to use that special day as an excuse to dress up and dine in a fine restaurant, and splurge into some extravagant new flavors we wouldn't normally eat everyday. This year, with a toddler and a baby, it was harder to leave the house, find a sitter, not worry, and sprint back home to make sure everyone was ok.

My sweet hubby came home with a bouquet of twenty red roses. He chose that number of flowers because I was twenty years old when we met. He then offered to cook us a nice dinner and had it all planned ahead of time. Now, THAT was special because he normally wouldn't consider himself as a cook. The dinner turned out to be FABULOUS! I was blown away and so did all my taste buds. It was a scrumptious rack of lamb marinated with thyme, mint, rosemary, sea salt, black pepper, plenty of garlic and extra virgin olive oil. He served it with a side of Potato Purée au Gratin and some Butter and Garlic Dijon Green Beans. I was so proud of him that he pulled off such a nice dish!

I must say, it was a great Valentine evening and the best gift I could get: I got a break from the kitchen, both kids were in bed early, and so were we. For the tired and sleepy mom that I am these days, I couldn't have wished for a better outcome. Thank you my love for all these special attentions. I am so grateful that he still puts so much energy into taking care of me, even after over a decade already. We celebrate our love everyday, but on Valentine's Day, it is our time to celebrate all the little attentions we have for each other and emphasize on them on that special day.

On that note, Happy Valentine's Week and I hope that everyone had a special someone they got to take care of, and vice versa. :)


Sunday, February 5, 2012

Free Range Chicken and Cacao!!

Who said TV was junk food for the brain?! Unless all you watch is Jersey Shore or those type of shows...

We just discovered Portlandia over the week-end. My mind got blown away by this astounding witty and clever show mocking all kind of hipsters. Their acting and parody are SO accurate. I could recognize all my hipster friends though their dialogue. I absolutely LOVE this show and cannot believe it took us this long to tune in. For those who's been watching it, that episode where they put a bird on everything gave me chills..as I discovered, as much as I enjoyed mocking hipsters, that I was one myself at some levels. Yikes! He he he. I also never realized how much Montreal ad Portland's liberal mentality were similar... This show is brilliant!

Happy Again. --This song I wrote with Komar after I lost a friend


Vocals: Davine
Guitar: Komar


The extension of our love story