I kind of hate Valentine's Day because it's so pointless. I fully expect W to be super nice to me all year, not just on one random holiday designated for romance. And yet, I find myself getting into it every year. Here are pictures of this year's V-Day dinner. Sorry it's so late... but it's not like anyone really cares!
Now for the grub. I went for a classic steakhouse-style theme. It got harder and harder to take pictures by candlelight as the night wore on...
and silky soft within. Served with a creamy roasted garlic
and lemon aïoli dipping sauce.
sparkling white wine mixed with crushed ice.
perfection in vegan butter. Served with a decadent pan sauce
enriched with shallots, cognac and
then finished with snipped fresh chives.