Friday the 13th, My Funny Valentine
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I don't mean to be a killjoy, but going out to dinner on Valentine's Day is for amateurs. Why do I need to get ripped off with those prix fixed Valentine's menus? $100 per person, and a red rose. To celebrate a Hallmark holiday?
NO THANK YOU!
I can make out with my husband at home and make a better meal here.
It's like going out for brunch on Mother's Day. I hate crowds! UGH.
Please don't think I am not a romantic, or not sentimental, because I am.
Why not give flowers on an unexpected day? Show your love for your partner everyday, not just Feb. 14. Duh.
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We had a lovely dinner on Friday the 13th instead, at a nice French Bistro in NYC called Cafe Cluny. Nothing fancy, just a great casual place in the West Village, with really great food and very reasonable prices.
I had the most wonderful beet salad with blood oranges, 3 colors of beautiful roasted beets and some kind of cheese slices stuck in between. Gorgeous presentation and delicious to boot.
Here is the "heart beet" salad. Get it?
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Here is what I woke up to last week after a dusting of snow on my front porch.
And no, the mailman did not write this.
Now that's romantic! Hope you had a nice Valentine's day! or Friday the 13th or both.
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Comments
Kaye
How sweet is that??????????????
That's our boy.
with love,
mil
I love the frost writing...THAT IS LOVE.
How nice...your're husband is so romantic.
I agree, tonsil hockey with the partner is much better at home.
i will still say, even in my cynical mood, that the note from your delivery boy (tee hee hee) is very sweet.
LL
I agree - Valentine's is better at home with a great meal. But more importantly, I feel romance happens day to day. It's all the little things that mean so, so much. I don't need flowers and candy. I love when others empathize with that!