I am not a fan of Valentine's Day. At least not in the traditional sense, anyway. It's not a great night to go out to dinner - everything's overpriced and crowded. The kitchen is bored but harried and the same goes for the wait staff. And overall, the whole holiday feels silly and stilted and made-up to me.
Which is not to say I won't celebrate it. That is because this year, we've been invited to a party.
Mike and Alicia are hosting a wine tasting tomorrow night. Even better, it's a contest. Everybody (well, every couple) brings their favorite white and their favorite red (under $20). When we get to the party, the bottles will be opened and put in bags for blind tasting. Then we'll all taste all the wines and rate them according based on several characteristics.
And the winners get a prize! I love prizes.
Plus, we're having fondue and (not surprisingly) cupcakes. In fact, Dixon and Maddy will be helping Alicia bake the cupcakes this afternoon.
So this morning, I'm off to the liquor-lollipop store to pick out the perfect bottles. Which will, for now, remain secret...