That’s kind of how I feel about today – Valentine’s Day. Not that I don’t tell the people I love that I love them and not that I don’t believe in love, it’s just over-priced, over-hyped and over-rated if you ask me. I instructed my husband if he was thinking of getting me flowers to save his money and buy me something other than roses on a day other than Valentine’s Day. A little cynical, yes? Sorry.

Another tradition on Valentine’s Day is a big, fancy dinner which also comes with about an hour wait. My husband also knows that lack of sustenance makes me crabby – it’s an inherited trait from my father. Really, it is.

Which brings me to the point of this post. These are bone-handled forks. Isn’t it a little ironic to eat a juicy steak with a bone-handled fork made from cow horns? Maybe not ironic, but a little funny if you ask me. They truly did use every part of the animal back in the day.

These are not dishwasher safe. And Happy Valentine’s Day, even if you’re a cynic like me.

Until we walk again …