Here's a fact:
In our 7 plus years of on/off/long distance/no-distance/ in contact/ not in contact etc relationship. Warra and I have never actually been simultaneously dating and in the same vicinity on Valentines Day. Yes, there have been years when we were "together" separated by vast expanses of ocean which is not really the way to spend Valentines Day. So this year after about 8 years and an engagement, we were celebrating Valentine's Day for the first time together ever. What to do on your very first Valentine's date with your fiance? We decided to go the very traditional-first-Valentines-date route and booked to have a lovely 3-course dinner together with some delicious champagne cocktails and red wine. (We nearly booked for the 5 courser - but ya know, wedding an' all).
I was waiting for The Warr to get home from work when I heard a knock on the door. I presumed it was one of the housemates either having forgotten their keys or coming in. The knocking stopped - so I presumed that someone had let them in. I sat waiting for The Man.
I heard the knocking again, so I went down to investigate.
When I went to open the door - there was nobody there.
(and yes, London at 7pm really is this black)
Then I noticed a gorgeous bunch of bright tulips on the doorstep
But still no-one.
But still no-one.
Then as I closed the door to go back inside I noticed something I hadn't seen before,
a pretty little postcard sticking through the letterbox.
I do love me some snail mail.
Then as I busy focusing on reading the pretty postcard...
I got surprise attacked by The Warra who was hiding out in the bushes around the corner.
(what a creep)
He spoiled me absolue-ly! with the most elegant smelling perfume from Issey Miyake. Issey Miyake is one of Warren's characteristic scents and the L'eau d'Issey pour homme, always reminds me of him. So he wanted me to have my own lady version. Yay!
"Look at these beautiful tulips! TAKE A PICKCHA OF ME!!"
Next we poured a glass of wine, had a little chat and then headed off to Konnigans which sounds way more pub-like than it really is. It is a restaurant filled with different little rooms and we booked a table next to the fireplace.
For starters Warr had the scallops with pea puree and a spicy tomato jam and I have the toasted brioche with a horse-radish and ginger cream cheese pate. They were delish!
Usually in my normal moral code, I am strongly against two people ordering the same meal at a restaurant. I come from a family of "food sharers" ie: why on earth would you want to order the same thing as someone else at your table - when you can have yours and try theirs too? (And then if you have evolved as the higher species of the table - you will wangle your way into having more of the "better" dish whichever one it is). Score. Anyway, for this meal we both decided to order the lamb with a stack of butternut and peppered spinach with hollandaise sauce, just because it looked so damn delicious. And that way, we didn't have to share our meal with anyone.
Ain't nobody wants to share a meal on Valentines Day.
To make up for our duplicate meal order and lack of sharing, we decided to share the most decadent pudding on the menu: a Hot Choc and Toffee Pot with cherry dipping fruits and shortbread.
We finished it all (obvs) and we let them know just how sinfully decadent and delicious it was:
And then after finishing our yummy wine we headed back home
(this of course, is the way you entertain yourselves on public transport)
Thank you for an amazing Valentines Date my lovely Warr,
The first of many to come.