I'm an old married person and in fact will be away from my beloved husband on February 14th (did I mention that Eatocracy will be live from New Orleans all next week?), but if we were indeed going to be on the dine together, I'm pretty sure I know how it'd go down.
He'd make a steak, pattypan squash and butter-drenched hen of the woods mushroom and I'd seek out the blackest Madiran known to man (Bonny Doon Vineyard's "Heart of Darkness" if you're keeping score). No real reason, other than that's what we ate on our first Valentine's Day together in 2005, and we've done that ever since. Some traditions are worth repeating.
Frankly, we'd also rather not deal with Valentine's Night price-gouging, churn and burn "sexy" menus and the often icky spectacle of folks getting all romantical at too-close tables. I'm sure there are perfectly dandy V-Day dinners to be had (or the PR folks flooding my inbox would like for me to believe), but in my couple of decades of dating and marriage, I've yet to witness one.
You gonna chow down all romantic-like on Valentine's Day?
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