Nothing says romance like felt hearts, fried chicken, and Quentin Tarantino
Happy belated Valentine's Day!
Valentine's Day was always a take it or leave it holiday for me... Until this year. I swear, getting married flipped the domestic switch I never knew I had (I kind of hated at first) and now I can't get enough of cooking, crafting, and holidays (like, every single one). So of course, I threw a little soiree for Matt and myself, complete with our favorites--breakfast for dinner (fried chicken, egg, bacon, cheese, and gravy on a biscuit... Sorry, arteries!), chocolate heaven (a.k.a. Pots de Creme, YUM), and Quentin Tarantino (I had to balance out my new found domesticity with the irony of watching Tarantino's True Romance on Valentine's Day). It was such a fun and delicious night. Also, I learned how to fry chicken! I'm pretty proud of that feat.