… well, a bit domestic and geeky for the typical romantic vision. But I stopped by Tony’s on the way home to pick up a couple of fillets and a flourless chocolate torte, and Margie cooked up the steaks along with some yummy mashed potatoes, and we polished off an exceedlingly nice bottle of Linne Calodo 2001 Cherry Red.
We never did get to the torte.
Then we played CoH together.
Then we went to bed.
And, y’know, it doesn’t really get all that much better than that.