And celebrating a day named after a man most people know very little about? I don’t know. It’s a bit far-fetched. Saint Valentine is the patron saint of lovers, epileptics and beekeepers. All dangerous things. None of which seem worthy of celebration every year with chocolates and roses and platitudes that are easily tossed off the following week like a bouquet of wilted flowers. “I’m not a fan of the day, true,” I admit. “But my customers love it. So … I’m obliging them by putting up some decorations and making a few themed treats.
