Eating In

On Valentine’s Day Annette and I spent the evening with lobsters bought already cooked from Wood’s Fish Market, Champagne in Waterford flutes, Cape Cod potato chips, and éclairs from French Memories.  We watched “Masterpiece Theater,” which I recorded Sunday night and saved for the occasion. 

It was a fine fogy celebration -- no parking the car, being seated at a restaurant, waiting for service, waiting for the check, driving home.  We’d laid out more money than we would for an ordinary Monday night supper, but there was no need for a 20% tip. When our comfy little dinner was over, there was a quick wash-up and we were done. 

The eating of some tasty food and the viewing of British period TV drama were quite enough.  It was a little bit special and a little bit simple -- balance is everything.  Two days later I found roses were actually on sale.  I bought a dozen.