Greetings love birds, and single minglers alike. It is Valentine’s Day again, the holiday everyone loves to hate. I think I’m dating the only boy in the history of existence who actually enjoys Valentine’s Day. I wish I could get as pumped up about it as he is. Old habits die hard, I suppose (I am the girl who spent Valentine’s Day 2010 making a Red Velvet cake in the shape of a heart, iced with black frosting, so the black heart would look like it was bleeding when we cut slices of it to eat. I am not a V-Day kind of girl). So instead of posting a quote from Liz Lemon about today being Anna Howard Shaw day, I’m going to at least try and make the most of it by highlighting the only part of Valentine’s Day I ever actually enjoy–the food.
All you really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.