We get hung up on holidays trying to come up with a dream menu. But what we really want from our Valentine is time.

If I buy expensive food and spend hours cooking, I may resent my husband when he presents me with a box of chocolates. If he takes me to an expensive restaurant, I worry about the cost instead of enjoying the meal.

I would be happier with soup and bread…if it was followed by a foot rub or body massage or singing to me or cuddling in front of a chick flick, etc.

My daughter gave me this plate. It reminds me that meals do not have to be fancy.