B and I have never been the couple who go and hold hands, gaze into each others eyes, whisper sweet nothings across a table with a red rose plonked in the middle, surrounded by other awkward couples on Valentine's Day.
Our first Valentine's day was spent sharing a chair, eating pasta off plastic plates, in the corner of a grimy college kitchen. Needless to say, things have improved a little since then.
This year we followed a menu straight out of Ashley Rodriguez's brilliant new book 'Date Night In'. It seemed rather perfect that while everyone else was out eating a fixed menu of all things pink, red, and heart shaped, we sat at home gorging on homemade pizzas and a crunchy sundried tomato-centric salad before plonking ourselves in front of a film with a huge jar of salty toffee popcorn. The best date night in. The best way to spend Valentine's day with my Valentine.