Here's wishing all of you a swanky Valentines Day weekend. Ignore all that Hallmark PajamaGram Vermont Teddy Bear bullshit, and just do something nice for each other, ok? Face it--if you haven't done anything thoughtful or romantic or unexpected for the previous 364 days, whipping out your credit card now for some totally predictable "gift" isn't going to help.
Have a nice drink together, or something good to eat, or just curl up, turn off the phone and watch some movies together. Have fun that doesn't involve marketing or selling you something.
So what are we doing? We're going to check out the recently reopened Trader Vic's for dinner. I've heard they've got a much-improved menu over the hokey "Polynesian" themed stuff they used to serve up at the Palmer House, and the drink menu is still fantastic. I'm looking forward to a Suffering Bastard, I think.
When we're done strapping on the feedbag we'll head over to the Abbey Pub for the Belmont Burlesque Review. MizBubs, God bless her sweet heart, is remarkably tolerant of my fondness for watching a good striptease.
Saturday we're sleeping in, and then there is nothing else planned. And an un-planned weekend is a good weekend.
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