I hope the guys are not all stressed up before Valentine’s day because when I logged in Facebook today, almost every attached/married women are putting up all the pictures of their “surprised” grandest, largest, most expensive bouquets which their love ones gave them or sent it to their office! To my horror, one of them even took a picture of all her colleagues’ flowers and commented that hers is the biggest and most beautiful! Is this a day for bouquet comparing competition?
Don’t be mistaken, I am not a Grinch of Valentine’s Day, I appreciate that today is a day to remind us on our love ones (husband, friends, families, dogs etc) but I don’t see the value in spending $100 and $200 dollars for a bunch of flowers when they usually cost half the price on other days. I love flowers and I do appreciate flowers but spending $100 – $200 dollars on a bouquet? I love money more! Haha.
You can call me an unromantic, but I believe romantic acts need not be expensive, it just has got to be creative or heart warming! I personally feel that it is more meaningful to give flowers on special days like Wedding Anniversary or Birthday (HINT HINT). Haha. But surely not on an over-hyped Valentine’s day? I bet after 6pm today, all the pictures of food at expensive restaurants serving up “V-Day special set meal” will come flooding through the FB walls! Haha.
So to share what we did to commemorate Valentine’s day, here’s what happened. Initially he placed a reservation at an expensive French restaurant, but thinking that it is our first Valentine’s day as a married couple, we will do something special (and to save some bucks after bursting our banks on honeymoon and wedding).
We decided to celebrate on Sunday evening and were all dressed up for our dinner which was held at Parc Lumiere’s private alfresco dining space. Haha. Our balcony!
All dressed up in suit! I can finally use the little vase I lugged home from Korea for our candle light dinner. Haha.
We danced to our church wedding compilations, ate this awesome rib-eye steak which was grilled to perfection with home-made teriyaki sauce (no less), drank a good red, and ate this amazing tiramisu made by yours truly (Which I will share the recipe in the next post)! The best part about dining at your own balcony? You don’t have to wait at the taxi stand in your heels with half of our population in town, or get caught up in a jam on your way home, or drag your tired feet back after dinner or be caught in a resturant with cheesy love songs (which happened to us one year), or listen to other patron’s talking about random stuffs (which also happened to us one year when the restaurant increased their seats for this occasion)! Instead, we made out immediately after dinner! Haha. Isn’t it awesome! We both agreed that this was the best Valentine’s day celebration ever!
//I’m assuming my readers are all of age here. Heh.
This beef was cooked to perfection. Medium rare, tender, tasty and all so awesome. I tried taking a picture using flash. but it freaking looks like a piece of chicken. Heh.
Flash kills it all.
My amazing Tiramisu!
So guys, you don’t have to fret on what flowers to buy, which restaurant to go, what present to give, it is the little things you do that touches your girl’s heart (excluding materialistic girls)! And you know what? People at Google agree with me too! Have you seen their mini-clip above their search bar? I took some screen shots in case some of you missed it!
This boy tried giving the girl every cliche Valentine’s day present possible but the girl is unmoved.
The boy gave up and ended up joining her in rope skipping and immediately the girl stopped and gave him a hug. (Moral of story, do what the girl’s enjoy doing! )
So spread your love around, to your friends, family, pets, alien friends and what not! Have fun!
As for today, we decided to eat in to avoid the crowd with some home cook food and have an in-house mini movie night! Haha. Yes, maybe we are behaving like an old couple already.
Anyway, Happy Valentine’s Day!
Ooo. I found the link! Haha.


















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