As a couple H and I are not particularly big on Valentine’s day. When we were dating it was too close to our anniversary at the end of January to want to make too big a fuss (and for a lot of the time we were perpetually broke students), and in the almost eight years we’ve been married we’ve refined it until we have a tradition that’s familiar and comfy, and very us.
It is in short, steak.
We skip the cards and other grand romantic gestures and devote all 0f our funds to a truly stunning piece of red meat. This year’s was a Tomahawk Ribeye – one alone fed our family of four with leftovers for lunch on Saturday, and it was amazing and completely melt in the mouth.
Kitty absolutely loved pottering around town on Friday morning, running between red heart shaped balloons tied optimistically to the lampposts and shop signs in the face of ever increasing gusts of wind sending them ducking and diving and straining at their leashes. She told everyone we met that it was “Vallatye Day” and met each new shop window with an awestruck gasp of “Oooo Mama! Look! Red Hearts! For Vallatye Day!”.
In the face of that much enthusiasm we couldn’t not do something a little special and so we made a special trip to the sweetie shop on our way home for two crucial ingredients, and then while Elma napped, and Kitty defrosted from the morning’s chill curled up under a quilt sucking her thumb and watching Tinkerbell, I (or rather the food processor) whizzed up a batch of lemon cupcakes.
She sprinkled, added Love Hearts and little red icing sugar hearts, and amazingly didn’t eat any of either along the way – although there may have been a few icing coated fingers getting a quick lick at the end!
And her finished creations are gorgeous; utterly over the top with no rhyme or reason other than the very great pleasure of their decorator, and the prettiest Valentine’s, sorry, Vallatye’s, cupcakes I’ve seen in ages.
And that twelfth cake?
Well we couldn’t leave Elma out of the fun could we?
So I iced a little bun, put some sprinkles on the table in front of her, and…
… She tucked right in! Clever girl, after all, what tastes nicer than fresh lemon sponge newly coated in lemon drizzle icing?
The remainder I’m happy to say, managed to stay intact until H got home to admire them, not least because I shut them in the studio and Kitty can’t open the door very easily, and they made a lovely pudding to round off our favourite meal.
So it seems that just as our family has expanded, so have our traditions. Valentine’s steak plus cupcakes it is!
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