Rice and love are forever entwined in my mind. Panisse risotto, came to me when I was heart-broken, and led straight to a risotto-adoring Italian whom I fell in love with and married.
Whatever happened to the good old days of cutting out simple paper hearts, scarfing down a couple of powdery candies stamped with "Be Mine" on the side, and calling it a day?
He apologized and told me the reason he was mad was that there was a surprise, that it couldn't be changed with short notice and I absolutely had to meet him up at Columbia in the next 15 minutes.
This morning as I was headed to work wishing that I was celebrating Fat Tuesday in New Orleans, I walked past the local bakery where I was aghast to see a King Cake in the window for $65!