A small tradition but a sweet one

Our fairly recently established tradition for Valentine’s Day is chocolate covered strawberries.  David has decided that traditions are important. To me, traditions are perfectly fine, as long as someone else does the work. When you are consistently running short of spoons, traditions fall by the wayside in favor of what is easier and more restful. I do sometimes try to be supportive so I brought home chocolate and strawberries on Monday so I could make a batch.  The strawberries were not going to cooperate and last until Wednesday, which is fine, I wanted to make them while Joshua was still here. On Tuesday, I melted the chocolate and dipped a few dozen strawberries. I think they turned out rather nice.

The last time I tried to melt chocolate, I made rather a mess of things. This time, it worked perfectly. Chocolate is a fickle thing.