Our Valentine's dinner included some of our favorite simple, yet delicious, treats. While Chef Henry was busy broiling our sizzler steaks, I discovered, accidentally, that it is entirely possible to form a heart out of red pepper pieces. If I had tried to cut pieces on purpose to make this happen, it just wouldn't have. I am not artsy that way. But in an inspired moment, I threw this little salad together for my true love.
And then there was the moment we had both been waiting for: dessert. In a moment of genious, Henry had suggested that we get a box of our favorite DeBrand chocolates and share them as a Valentine's gift. One of the special things that I share with my husband is our mutual chocoholism, so I immediately agreed that this was brilliance. We had both been giddy with excitement, waiting to lift the lid off the box. When we did, it looked like this:
Fed Ex, what have you done? Murderer of fine chocolates! Why? Have you ever seen a greater chocolate tragedy? This is not how DeBrand chocolates normally look when they arrive. However, there were a couple of chocolates still intact that had not succumbed to the Fed Ex chocolate torture chamber, so Valentine's Day dessert was saved.
And you should know that the DeBrand people are as classy as their chocolates. Henry emailed their customer service department with a picture of the chocolate disaster and told our tale of sadness and chocolate deprivation. A couple of hours later, the DeBrand customer service person responded, promising us a whole new box. And so look what we got today:
And they lived happily ever after.
