I went to Mark&Spencer yesterday, which is the upscale British supermarket here (think Whole Foods mixed with a Neiman Marcus cafe: it is also where Bridget Jones went to shop in the book). They had a Valentine's deal in which you get: a starter, a side, a main, a bottle of champagne, a box of chocolates, and a dessert for 20 pounds ($32). I feel incredibly posh now, what with Thai fishcake and aged British peppercorn steak, raspberry terra-cotta and basil Mediterranean veg waiting for me in the fridge. And we broke into the chocolates this morning: the milk has a caramel filling, the dark a milk chocolate truffle, and the white a dark chocolate mousse! Impressed. Will only be able to have a sip of champagne, but then again, last pregnancy I found out about DS the day after a grading binge fueled by a pitcher of Bloody Marys, and he is not the worse for it.
In any case, I'm happy to be able to stay home, and actually refused to go in to the library today altogether. I told myself that I would read articles in bed. But instead I am posting on MDC. Happy Valentine's!
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