I am one of those goofballs that, yes, actually gets a kick out of Valentine's Day. Not in an over-the-top pink hearts and roses kind of a way, but just in that it makes me feel happy. Warm fuzzies toward those I care for and all that.
Most years, my husband and I just stay in and cook a meal together. We've done mac 'n' cheese, homemade sushi, osso buco, and this year for the surprising first time, steak. This steak. This dry-rubbed steak with boozy butter, which I first made on a spontaneous date night a few weeks ago and which immediately earned itself a spot on our Valentine's Day menu.