or, for those of you who prefer the old skool name…
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Which we did not celebrate in some big fancy way. Well, except for the trip to Epcot for Mainstreet in Motion on Sunday. But that’s a different post kids. This one’s about love. Big gooshy, smushy, love. Topped with whipped cream. And a Strawberry.
And wrapped in a plain jane wrapper. Because we’re married.
And when you’re married you no longer feel some pressing need to blow it out on one low-rent holiday. Especially when your anniversary is ten days later. Yeah, we’re saving the big celebration for that one, now that we know officially when it is. * But even though it was low-key, it was very nice. Just spending the day together. Hanging out at home with the dogs. Because we don’t really have to go someplace together to be together. And we topped off that day of togetherness with fixing dinner together.
Wait, wha? No dinner out? I cooked?
Well, yes, I cooked dinner. On Valentine’s Day. Mainly because I have a rule that I don’t eat out on holidays that pack out the restaurants. You are typically eating lots of heatlamp food, on plates that are questionably clean (if your seating is late in the evening), and you won’t get a leisurely dining experience because everyone’s focus is to turn the tables as fast as possible.
That’s why you never see me going out to eat on Mother’s Day either. Same problem.
So, yeah, I prefer to cook my own fancy meals for big dine-out holidays, because I love good food, enjoyed slowly, with good wine that I can’t find in restaurants for less than 2 arms and a leg, or a whole bag o’ cash. And the bonus was that I didn’t have to dress up. Yep, last night’s dress code was hoodie, Yoga pants, and slippers. Or, translated, married woman’s sexy lingerie… right?
Anyway, here’s the details on that dinner:
Grilled Ribeye rubbed in White Truffle Oil and herbs
Rosemary and Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes
And for Dessert:
Chocolate Decadence Cake topped with Godiva White Chocolate Whipped Cream
Um, yeah, it was very good. Like flavor explosions, all in your mouth, and they were all good! And because I did the cooking I got to play with the recipes, which meant using my Pasolivo Lime Olive Oil on the roast Shrimp instead of the regular EVOO that the recipe called for. You seriously need to try this updated version of that old boring recipe. Amazing! And, of course, with the new way I’m doing Steaks – with oil, herbs, and this seasoning – Bob no longer uses A-1 or Heinz 57 on them. Yes, really, none at all.
But the best part of the meal? Oh that would be the boozy Whipped Cream. Because the only thing that could make whipped cream better would be booze. And we didn’t use just any booze – oh no – we went with Godiva White Chocolate Liqueur.
And after that delicious repast, we piled up on the couch with the dogs and watched The Social Network. Which now brings us up to 3 – as in how many of the Oscar contenders we’ve seen.
Yes, indeed, at the end of the day, it was a very satisfactory way to spend a made-up holiday that comes wrapped in so much pressure for most couples. Apparently, though, not us. Oh, it was very romantic, in the way we see romance. And it was relaxed – just like you get when you’ve been doing this love/marriage thing for a while. Yeah, we’re way past impressing each other, not that we still could. And I can’t speak for him, but after our seventh Valentine’s celebration, I’m secretly really glad Tiffany didn’t sell him an Egg Timer**.
This is my true Eternal Circle. With him. And I’m so glad it keeps going on. Two lives. One heart. Today I love him. And I always will. And remember, when you marry, pick somebody you like talking to. Pick somebody who makes you laugh. Pick somebody who knows you for who you really are, and loves you in spite of that.
Pick somebody who you love, no matter what.
And mean it.
PS Dear wife of one of my Foursquare buddies who got to go to Outback for Valentines? I’m. Sorry. Really. Oh, and I hope you didn’t waste makeup on that. Or a new outfit. Consider planning your own dates would be my suggestion.
*In 2008 we planned a weekend long staycation celebration for our first anniversary, which we celebrated on February 22d. It wasn’t until around March 1st that I was reading our Ketubah and realized that we actually got married on February 24th and we had celebrated our anniversary on the wrong date. Yes, we still laugh about it. And we still get confused occasionally… right Bob? Hahahahaha
**For our first Valentine’s Day, Bob had ordered my present from Tiffany’s. Of course, the evening he placed the order we had been squabbling almost continuously over something ridiculous (maybe I was “cranky”). After he placed the order he came into the room where I had retreated to sulk and told me that he’d ordered me a little something else (The Eternal Circle Pendant, see above link), that he felt best signified how long he hoped our relationship would last. And my witty retort to that sweet statement? “Gee, I didn’t know Tiffany sold Egg Timers!” I know, it’s amazing that he married me.
And that’s our marriage summed up in one word.