I remember how aggravating that holiday can be when you’re not dating. Heck, it’s a little annoying sometimes when you are dating. The continual suggestion that you’re not being nice to your Significant Other the other 364 days of the year can be a bit insulting.
On the other hand, I managed to get the steaks for tonight more or less perfectly done. They went on at room temperature and with just the right amount of salting and peppering to get a good surface on the stove top; and the I hit the sweet spot on the broiling time*. I know, I know: grill over coals/gas, or go home. It’s February, it’s windy, and I can’t grill for beans. Wasn’t happening, sorry.
Moe Lane
*I did think about taking a picture. More accurately, I looked down at the remains of my plate, and thought Damn. I should have taken a picture of that steak.
20 years ago, being single on Valentines day might have been annoying. Now, the most annoying thing was going to the grocery store the night before, and being stuck behind several different guys buying expensive flowers.