Valentine’s Day is usually called Sõbrapäev here, which I really like, since it means Friend’s Day. Doesn’t that have a much nicer connotation than Valentine’s Day?
Somebody cooked dinner for me on Sõbrapäev. One of the reasons I cook for people is because I like to care for them, so when somebody cooks for me, I feel so cared for. You know, warm and fuzzy and happy inside. Dinner was chicken garam masala with white rice and a salad. The garam masala sauce was from a mix, but the mix is damn good—it has quite a nice kick to it. And the rice was perfectly cooked, which was impressive to me, since I’ve somehow managed to screw up rice many times before (and therefore tend to avoid cooking it). It was a great dinner and a great day 🙂.