The coldest Valentine's Day

February 14th this year fell on Sunday, though I had to work,  and probably the coldest that I can remember. The daytime high may or may not have reached above zero. Fahrenheit that is. And the temperature proceeded to dip down to minus 18 degrees. But upon my request, Joe met me at the door with a lemon drop martini.

Since it was not optimal grilling weather, Joe cooked special pieces of steak in an iron skillet. Kinda like a classic supper club. 

For dessert we savored every bite of these beautiful hand crafted French pastries. Mmmm.... almost made us forget about the cold outside.