For vows written as recipe instructions
Tomas, you fell in love with me over food, so here are my vows the only way that feels right: as a recipe. Start with two stubborn people who both claim they aren’t looking. Add one borrowed umbrella, a farmers market, and the world’s most aggressive samples lady. Fold gently — do not rush this part; ours took three months of “just friends.” Season generously with road trips, burnt paella, and your mother’s Sunday calls. Simmer through one hard winter; do not cover; stir daily with honesty. And here is the binding step, Tomas, the one I vow before everyone: keep tasting, keep adjusting, keep choosing each other — every day, for the rest of our lives. Serves two. Forever. No substitutions.
Why it works: The recipe format holds their real history in every ingredient, and the final instruction converts whimsy into a vow.
Customize it: Rewrite the ingredients and steps from your own courtship — where you met, what you burned, which season tested you.
