I am in a rotten mood. Today is Valentine’s Day and I hate it. I have loathed this commercial celebration for as long as I can remember. Maybe it was because Heidi Hendrickson in the sixth grade didn’t accept my Valentine’s message. Who knows?
But for me it just means that you overpay in restaurants for food and wine. Nothing is worse than special Valentine’s Day menus, except for perhaps special New Year’s Eve menus. But that's another topic ...
I say BAH HUMBUG to all this! I am not drinking anything even close to rosé Champagne or anything else pink. I am going to drink the darkest, baddest red I can find. If my flight is cancelled due to the snow in New York, I'll call some biker friends in Jersey to hang and drink in protest. Where's a bottle of of Sine Qua Non or Turley Zinfandel when I need it?!
Besides, I think everyday is Valentine’s Day when I am with my girlfriend, or my daughter. Why pay extra for it today?