Every year around Valentines Day women are either filled with joy or wrath. This Saint Valentine character clearly was out to get single women. Not get them, but annoy them most definitely. No hearts, flowers, cards, or chocolates: we single ladies get decked out in black and become men rs. We try to look out for Cupid's arrow, and secretly hope we might get stung, but ultimately we succumb to buying bags of cheap heart shaped chocolates and eat them alone watching Casablanca or some such sappy love story.
I don't know why a holiday with no federal observance and a day off from work has become so significant in the lives of females, young and old alike. This year Valentine's Day falls on a Thursday. Perfect. Right after we get over the mid-week hump and before we can start celebrating and glorifying "TGIF!" we have to deal with those disgusting couples holding hands and watch as all of the cute taken (read: not single) men carry beautiful bouquets to their ladies in waiting
This year is even better! I work at one of the finest food establishments in town. What luck! I have been taking reservations (and declining reservations) for nearly a month now. These men, surely successful and gorgeous, call in with special requests for flowers, wine, champagne, heart-shaped flourless chocolate molten cake-all for their sweeties. Matching "sweet" for "sweet" doesn't fit in my book. Why not show your lady how beautiful she is by just giving her ferns instead of roses? Explanation: her beauty would make a rose pale in comparison, not to mention wilt. How sweet!
Okay so maybe that doesn't make sense. Maybe I just don't want to see 25 tables for 2 with 2 dozen red velvety roses on each table. If it were up to me I would do something less cliché and more from the heart. I mean really from the heart, not just heart-shaped.
That's why this year at my restaurant I'm baking a family recipe that is near and dear to my heart: mini apple tarts and cherry pies. I'm leaving the chocolate to the less inventive.
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