I went to a little place on Bleecker and had a glass of rose champagne and shared the cheese plate. Then we went to Film Forum to see a black and white thriller called The Fallen Idol. During which I snacked on a few chocolates I'd been given. It was entirely pleasant. Usually I make a red velvet cake and read Loving Wanda Beaver aloud, because it is a marvelous love story. I have the ingredients for the red velvet cake and will make it this weekend, in miniature heart-shaped pans. Some of the cakes will go down to my landlord, who I love very much, and who is having his first Valentine's Day without his wife. My favorite gift was a handmade card from my father. I'd sent both my parents the Li-Lac chocolate chocolate box. Remember those dolled-up shoeboxes we had as kids, to collect Valentine's in? I keep heart-shaped candy boxes in my dresser to hold jewelry. I wish more people would celebrate love on Valentine's Day. It seems to have fallen to a public display of who is getting laid.