J and I have a Valentine’s tradition. Every year, I buy nothing, and every year, he makes me chocolate covered raspberries. This has been our tradition every year that we have been in the same time zone (mailing these would get messy). The one rule he has is that I am not allowed to help. I can supervise, since baking isn’t his forte, but I am not allowed to lift one finger. Twist my arm, darling.
Here are some photos from his delicious gift.
Now, off to eat my delicious raspberries!