Tradition!

Tradition! Tradition! da-da-Tradition!
The Papas! The Papas!...da-da-Tradition!

I know many people hate Valentine's Day, but I love it. Not because my husband buys me flowers or chocolates. I don't decorate much, don't like chocolate and I buy my own flowers. But every year, my husband makes our candle-light gourmet dinner. What a great tradition! He comes up with the menu ahead of time, (he used to even grocery shop back when he had time), and does most of the cooking himself. I'm just helper in the kitchen. So if the baby is screaming because he's starving, I just drop what I'm doing and feed the baby without leaving other children starving. Relief. Plus, it's delightful to be side by side working with him. This year, my son even designed the lovely menu and my daughter decorated the chandelier with hearts.

Dinner included:

• asparagus cheese puffs
• cornish game hens with lime over roasted potatoes and onions
• an EXCELLENT tomato cheese tart
  
• garlic bread
• Dessert: creme brulee with fresh blueberries (Rob LOVES pulling out his blow torch).
  

Fantastic! My mom joined us, and we were all delighted to eat by candle light, with our wine glasses (home-made grape juice and sprite), and table decorated with hearts. Rob wanted a Valentine tradition that included the whole family, and this one just gets better and better with more.

Plus, I don't think the man gets much sexier than in the kitchen. :)