Author Topic: Need Ideas for a Romantic V-Day Dinner (Read 1187 times)

gofaster · « **Reply #30 on:** February 11, 2004, 08:30:58 AM »

Forget about eating out. Not going to happen on Valentine's Day. Everything is going to be booked up.

Cooking your own dinner is a good idea. Another idea is to eat out the night before and save the leftovers for Saturday. Let her pick the movie you're going to go see or rent.

If you cook your own, you can't go wrong with a chicken dish (she might be on a diet or be a semi-veggie gal). Go pick up a package of chicken breasts or chicken cutlets (whichever has the least amount of fat marbling), some mashed pototoes (or stuffing), and Birdseye green beans with roasted almonds. Get some BBQ sauce if you don't already have some, and maybe a small loaf of deli bread. Trim the fat from the chicken, then pan-cook the chicken (cover with the lid to seal in the juices and heat) and follow the instructions on the box for the taters/stuffing and beans. I prefer to put the sauce in a small dish and dip the chicken - you two can share the sauce that way. Girls dig sharing.

Serve wine if she's up for it. Otherwise, cold apple juice makes a good compliment to the dish.

Horn · « **Reply #31 on:** February 11, 2004, 08:32:32 AM »

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Originally posted by Creamo
Thats not even boozonics Horn, your retarded.

"you're"

Creamo · « **Reply #32 on:** February 11, 2004, 08:52:28 AM »

Terrific, you're retarded.

At least your not in 8 mph winds in a bad winter picnic, so I'll give you that.

Saurdaukar · « **Reply #33 on:** February 11, 2004, 09:08:10 AM »

PFunk - look up a recipe for salmon filets, throw a couple sides in with it, and make it look like you went through some effort (candles and ****). Once you figure out that all broads want to see is that you went through some 'extra' trouble for them youll never have to try again.

Horn · « **Reply #34 on:** February 11, 2004, 09:45:08 AM »

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Originally posted by Creamo
Terrific, you're retarded.

At least your not in 8 mph winds in a bad winter picnic, so I'll give you that.

hehe, just entertained when I must correct the English of the one calling me a tard. Carry on.

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Dinger · « **Reply #35 on:** February 11, 2004, 10:46:01 AM »

Gents, the answers:

http://www.theonion.com/4006/opinion2.html

Saintaw · « **Reply #36 on:** February 11, 2004, 10:52:31 AM »

You can go a long way... with just a candle...

gofaster · « **Reply #37 on:** February 11, 2004, 10:57:32 AM »

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People like me, people in successful, lasting relationships...

Only the Onion....

Saurdaukar · « **Reply #38 on:** February 11, 2004, 10:57:35 AM »

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Originally posted by Saintaw
You can go a long way... with just a candle...

Just make sure shes 'that kind of girl' before you pour the wax on her.

ravells · « **Reply #39 on:** February 11, 2004, 12:01:25 PM »

If you can't cook, call up a friend and ask him or her to make the food.

Put the food in pans on the stove / oven / grill before she gets there and pretend that you made it.

Ravs

myelo · « **Reply #40 on:** February 11, 2004, 03:10:08 PM »

Shrimp scampi:
Mix some olive oil, garlic, salt, pepper, red pepper, parsley and a little butter. Mix this with about ¾ lb shrimp (biggest you can afford). Spread out in a shallow pan and put in the top rack of an oven on broil. Cook about 2 minutes, until the shrimp start to turn red. Don’t overcook.

Serve over pasta (fettucini for example).

Spend the rest of your money on a decent bottle of wine and some kind of light desert from a bakery.

eskimo2 · « **Reply #41 on:** February 11, 2004, 05:33:02 PM »

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Originally posted by myelo
Shrimp scampi:
Mix some olive oil, garlic, salt, pepper, red pepper, parsley and a little butter. Mix this with about ¾ lb shrimp (biggest you can afford). Spread out in a shallow pan and put in the top rack of an oven on broil. Cook about 2 minutes, until the shrimp start to turn red. Don’t overcook.

Serve over pasta (fettucini for example).

Spend the rest of your money on a decent bottle of wine and some kind of light desert from a bakery.

Scampi is always a good idea, not cheap though.

My recipie:
Sauce: 1/3 butter + 1/3 white wine + 1/3 honey.

eskimo

midnight Target · « **Reply #42 on:** February 11, 2004, 06:11:01 PM »

It's all in the presentation.

You can serve freakin hot dogs (pun intended) as long as you set the mood!

Move all the furniture... set out a blanket and have an indoor picnic. candles, mood music... you get the picture.

mrblack · « **Reply #43 on:** February 11, 2004, 08:03:59 PM »

Just fix her something simple its the effort that will melt her heart.
Then have a bath prepared with rose peddles for her.
And KEPPING YOUR CLOTHES ON Wash her hair.

Then when your done read her this poem that I Wrote.
But tell her you wrote it ok LOL.

Sunlight
I awake to this beautiful creature next to me the scent of jasmine escapes from just behind her ear.
She undisturbed in slumber and I am amazed by her serenety.

I gently kiss her neck and she smiles as only she can.
At this point I come to know that no matter how much material wealth i have without her I am a poor man.

At times like this I am in awe of the wonder that Is woman
A creation of such beauty indeed the warmth to offset mans coldness.

But then my eyes open yo see the sunlight thrue the window
and all this has been but a dream.
The beauty of my dream shatterd by the reality of sunlight.

hawker238 · « **Reply #44 on:** February 11, 2004, 08:07:31 PM »

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Originally posted by mrblack

Sunlight
I awake to this beautiful creature next to me the scent of jasmine escapes from just behind her ear.
She undisturbed in slumber and I am amazed by her serenety.

I gently kiss her neck and she smiles as only she can.
At this point I come to know that no matter how much material wealth i have without her I am a poor man.

At times like this I am in awe of the wonder that Is woman
A creation of such beauty indeed the warmth to offset mans coldness.

But then my eyes open yo see the sunlight thrue the window
and all this has been but a dream.
The beauty of my dream shatterd by the reality of sunlight.

Did you really write that?