Happy Valentine’s Day! Nothing says I love you like runny egg yolks! There’s a few things I never get tired of seeing in photos. Clouds, beaches, and runny egg yolks are three of them.I thought about speckling this dish with pink, red, and white sprinkles for the occasion but it didn’t seem right. Plus, I feel like Valentine’s Day is sort of a kid/young adult holiday.
Ben and I were at the grocery store last night.  There were all sorts of frantic people clutching bouquets of wilting red roses, boxes of cheap chocolates, and cards that were about to be hastily scribbled on in parking lots or driveways.

An old pen will be found tucked down between seat and console (barely in reach of the fingertips). When the pen is finally retrieved the heartfelt V-day message will be jotted underneath the words already pre-printed on the card.

The dusty Bic will inevitably run out of ink half way through the message.  Tap, tap, tap, try to write, tap, tap, tap, try to write. The message will finally make its way over the ink-less scribble dents in the card-stock.  The card will be placed into its painfully temporary home.

Don’t bother to lick it, just tuck it in.Don’t forget to have something green with your oysters, black pepper encrusted beef tenderloin smothered in a red wine reduction, followed by your mile high quadruple layer slice of dark chocolate cake!