Buon San Valentino

Valentine's Day makes me want to puke. Really though. I'm the least sentimental/sensitive/mushy/generally warm person that I know, and I know a lot of people. But being in the land of love and passion and delicious chocolate, I didn't mind it as much. All the high school girls on the bus had roses to give to their guys (interesting twist), and I might have even gotten teary eyed as I watched one particularly cute old couple sharing heart shaped chocolates with their morning cappuccinos.

But then, after seeing these guys selling "I love you THIS much" balloons on every corner, I decided that I'm bitter. Ah well, my sensitive morning was nice while it lasted.

But I guess I can't be that bitter, cause I got these sent to me from a pretty cute/great guy back in the states (who's name may or may not rhyme with Shmris Shmart...)

And I ate these delicious little morsels after class. Well, not the orange, Amy ate that. Why would I eat an orange when I could eat chocolate covered chocolate with chocolate on top?!

Oh and then there was the homemade shortbread nutella heart-shaped cookies that we made in my first cooking class! I'll blog more about that tomorrow, I'm waiting until the chef e-mails us the pictures that he took of us in action (prepare yourselves, I look fab in an apron with my hair tied back). Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day to all, whether you're with someone or not, or whether you're stuffing your face with as much chocolate as I am (I swear I'm training for Man vs. Food, Italian edition), I hope you have a love-filled day (*gag*).