A low-stress guide to date nights at home

Making a date out of a night in

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As January bled into February, a reader sent me a question that landed somewhere between practical and existential: “My husband and I cook most of our meals at home, for a variety of reasons surrounding cost and health. That will be the case this year for Valentine’s Day, too, because of our work schedules. How can we make Valentine’s Day, or any date night at home, feel different when we already cook at home so much?”

I read it and thought: Ah yes. The curse of the domestically competent. How do you make a night feel special — magical, even — when your kitchen is already a place of habit, habit and more habit. Chop, stir, serve, clean, repeat. How do you turn that into something that whispers occasion instead of routine?

Here’s the trick: you don’t need fireworks. You need stretch. Stretch the night in one or two directions—bigger in scope, richer in ingredients or a little fancier in presentation. A sense of occasion is a skill, not a miracle. And yes, romance that’s carefully crafted, even plotted out a little, can be every bit as genuine as the kind that “just happens.” 

Sometimes, it’s even better.

First: Make a plan

Before we dive into those three ways to stretch a weeknight meal into something that actually feels like an occasion, let’s pause for a quick, radical truth: the smallest, most reliable step toward orchestrating romance is simply taking the time to plan it.

There’s a persistent myth that romance has to be effortless to count. Ignore it. If you’re with the right person, the spontaneous magic shows up anyway—from the first conversation where you realize he has duck prosciutto in his fridge and you have duck eggs in yours, and clearly they belong together, to the quiet morning years later when you know you never want anyone else to make your first cup of coffee. Crafted romance? Just as genuine. 

So, don’t feel guilty — or unromantic — about taking pen to paper a few days ahead. Jot down the grocery list, check whether Trader Joe’s still has those flowers he likes or plot a small flourish that feels delightful. These little gestures are not a chore; they are the backstage work that lets the night shine. Planning does not reduce romance; it enables it. 

Stretch, stretch, stretch

And now, some ways to stretch: 

Stretch the scope of the meal

One of the simplest ways to make an at-home dinner feel special is to expand the scope of the meal. I don’t know about you, but most of my weeknight dinners are one-course affairs (a burrito bowl) or, on a particularly ambitious evening, two courses (salad and pasta).

When the goal is lingering, it’s worth thinking bigger — or at least wider. Not necessarily more cooking, but more moments. Think about the choreography of a good restaurant meal or a well-paced dinner party: maybe there’s bread on the table before anything else arrives, or a small amuse-bouche, or a bowl of warmed nuts and marinated olives. Soup and salad. A plate of fresh fruit and cheese instead of dessert. Really good decaf coffee. Sparkling water that feels intentional.

You don’t need to do all of this — honestly, I’d recommend reaching in just one or two directions so you don’t spend the evening in the kitchen instead of at the table. But even a small expansion can stretch both the meal and the night in a way that feels generous and unrushed.

Stretch the ingredients

Another way to make an at-home night feel like an occasion is to splurge, just a little, on the ingredients you bring into the house. This doesn’t have to be an appetizer-to-dessert extravaganza. Instead, ask yourself: What would make the biggest difference for this one meal?

Maybe it’s really good cheese, paired with sturdy crackers and a favorite jam. Maybe it’s fresh oysters — something you’d never casually eat at home. Maybe it’s better-than-usual wine. Or maybe the splurge is reserved for the morning after: flaky pastries from the good bakery, eaten slowly with nice coffee when there’s nowhere in particular you need to be.

If spending extra on a home-cooked meal ever gives you pause, it can be surprisingly freeing to look up the price of a Valentine’s Day prix fixe menu nearby. Suddenly, the good sparkling water—or the fancy cheese—feels like a thoughtful, intentional choice.

Stretch the presentation

Finally, there’s presentation — the part where you signal, unmistakably, that this night is different. This is when you break out the real plates. The flowers. The candles. The record player and the good vinyl (so your evening isn’t punctuated by the seemingly incessant ads for toilet paper on Spotify these days). 

If handwritten menus or place cards delight you, this is your moment. Yes, even just for two. I leave little notes and handwritten things for my partner all the time, and while I’ve occasionally been made to feel silly for that kind of effort in past relationships, I’ve learned something useful: the people who make you feel small for caring aren’t the people you want at the table.

So, use the good pen. Arrange the flowers. Let the table look like you planned to be here. Then sit down and enjoy what you’ve made.

Special is something you can practice

Again, it can be tempting to believe that magical moments simply happen — that romance arrives unannounced, like a good mood or a perfect sunset. And sometimes, it does. But there’s something quietly liberating about realizing that making moments is a skill, one you can practice and refine over time.

By thinking in just these three categories — scope of the meal, scope of the ingredients, and scope of the presentation — you’re giving yourself a repeatable framework. You don’t need to do all three. In fact, you probably shouldn’t. Focusing on just one or two at a time is often more than enough to make an evening feel intentional, whether it’s Valentine’s Day, an anniversary, or a random Thursday that could use a little lift.

Take a night when expanding the scope of the meal simply isn’t possible. It’s late. The weather is terrible. You and your partner are racing each other home, and neither of you wants to cook—let alone more of anything. That’s when you look to the other categories. Maybe you splurge just a bit: a stop at the wine shop for something crisp and bubbly, Thai takeout ordered on the train ride home. Presentation is still well within reach. When you get home, you decant the spring rolls, curry, rice and noodles onto real plates, turn the lights down low, light a few candles and put on music you actually want to listen to. Suddenly, the night has a shape.

Or maybe a splurge is out of the question. That’s when you can get creative with scope instead. I’m a big fan of the “taste-test” date: set a budget (even twenty-five dollars can go surprisingly far) and pick a category. Cheese from the Murray’s discount basket. Instant noodle packets. Farmers’ market fruit. Try, taste, rank, debate. You’re still stretching the night — you’re just doing it sideways.

The point isn’t extravagance. It’s intention. Once you see “special” as something you can make on purpose, it stops feeling rare or fragile. It becomes something you can return to, again and again, whenever you want an ordinary night at home to feel like something more.

Hey there! What are your Valentine’s Day plans? Are you going out or staying in? And — even if you have no plans this year — what are some of your favorite ways to make a night in feel special? Let me know either in the comments or by sending me a note at [email protected]!

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What to make this week: My Valentine’s menu

This year, my Valentine’s Day menu is built around a very specific mood: generous but unfussy, quietly impressive and engineered so you’re not stuck at the stove while romance is happening elsewhere. It leans very citrusy and aromatic, with just enough richness to feel indulgent — and just enough restraint to keep things buoyant.

Salad

We begin with something green and bracing, the way all good evenings should. Peppery arugula gets tossed with chopped flat-leaf parsley and mint, then dressed in a classic lemon vinaigrette made with good olive oil, lemon juice and zest, Dijon mustard, garlic powder and plenty of salt and pepper. The whole thing gets finished with a flurry of shaved Parmesan — salty, snowy, and a little dramatic.

Tartine

I’m on a tartine kick right now. Please join me. This version starts with ricotta whipped until airy with a little honey and lemon zest, then spread generously and topped with blood orange jam or marmalade. A few basil leaves add a green, herbal note, and a drizzle of balsamic reduction brings the whole thing back to earth. It’s sweet, savory and just messy enough to feel intimate.

Main

For the main event, something hearty — but with lift. This orange- and spice-rubbed beef ragout is seasoned with orange zest, coriander, rosemary and oregano, then browned and slowly stewed with carrots, celery, onion and garlic until it becomes meltingly tender. A small splash of cream at the end softens the sauce without weighing it down. Spoon it over buttered orzo and you get a dish that’s deeply comforting, aromatic and just unexpected enough to feel really special.

Dessert

Finally, dessert — for people who would rather flirt than babysit a soufflé. Scoop really good vanilla ice cream into a vessel that feels more romantic than practical (think more champagne coupe than coffee mug). On the stove, thin out ¼ cup of yuzu jam with a couple tablespoons of water to make a glossy, citrusy syrup. Spoon it over the ice cream and finish with crushed pretzel pieces for a sweet-salty crunch. Minimal effort, maximum payoff.

I didn’t want to weigh your inbox down with extra recipes if you’ve already committed to a date night plan, but if you’d like a special PDF with exact steps and measurements, plus a few tablescaping recommendations, send me an email at [email protected] with the subject line “Valentine’s Day Menu.” I’ll send it your way with plenty of time to cook next weekend — leaving you free to focus on the good parts of the evening.

What I’m reading and watching: Some of my favorite romantic movies

As I sat down to write this section this week, I felt a little shy in a way I haven’t since the very first issues of the newsletter. I can’t fully explain it, but there’s something undeniably — just a touch! — embarrassing about sharing one’s favorite romantic movies and series. Maybe it’s because it’s a roundabout way of showing your belly. To say, without quite saying, “Here’s what lights me up. Here’s what reaches the deepest parts of me.”

Then I looked at the list I’d been compiling, which ran the gamut from 1934’s “The Thin Man” to “Scott Pilgrim vs. the World,” and realized: if someone wants to divine cosmic meaning from this, that would actually feel more worthwhile to me than, say, a good tarot reading. 

So here we are. If you’re looking for a slightly more romantic register, here are a few of my favorites:

Let’s start with the venerable “The Thin Man,” the iconic pre-Code comedy-mystery starring William Powell and Myrna Loy as Nick and Nora Charles. Nick, a retired detective who spends most of his time drinking and managing his wife’s fortune, is lured back into the field when an inventor goes missing (and Nora, naturally, craves a touch of adventure). I am a sucker for a husband-and-wife detective duo with chemistry to burn, and this is the archetype.

For another TCM gem, there’s “Now, Voyager,” a 1942 heartbreak starring Bette Davis, Paul Henreid and that legendary cigarette moment — lighting two at once in his mouth. What it lacks in a happy ending, it makes up for in sheer style.

If period piece is more your speed, I recently rewatched 1996’s “Emma” and was reminded of its absurdly stacked cast: young Gwyneth Paltrow and Toni Collette, pre-“Star Wars” Ewan McGregor, Alan Cumming as the uppity vicar. It’s a two-hour feast for the eyes. 

And if you want something unfolding more like your Valentine’s weekend — slow, satisfying, and a little scandalous — I can’t recommend “Gentleman Jack” enough. Set in 1832 West Yorkshire, it follows Anne Lister (landowner, heartbreaker, diarist, absolute force) as she restores her ancestral home, reopens her coal mines, and courts the luminous Ann Walker.

For a more modern, absurdist take on romance, I have a soft spot for “Man Seeking Woman,” Simon Rich’s adaptation of “The Last Girlfriend on Earth.” It follows Josh Greenberg, played by Jay Burachel, navigating love in his 20s, and yes, I am emotionally invested enough to have $60 of DVDs in my eBay cart, though you can also purchase the series on Amazon. 

It just has so much going for it: it’s set in Chicago, which automatically earns bonus points from me (another Chicago romance I adore: 1997’s “love jones”). It also operates in an endearingly surreal register that scratches some very particular part of my brain — dinner with an actual troll, Santa Claus stepping out on Mrs. Claus, a wedding that is also a circle of hell. It’s whimsical, clever and heartbreaking all at once. 

Looking over the list, it’s perhaps unsurprising that a few other more whimsical favorites appear: “Amélie,” “Lars and the Real Girl,” and (depending on whether your definition of whimsy includes Kieran Culkin) “Scott Pilgrim vs. the World.”

And a couple newer ones worth a watch: Alice Wu’s “The Half of It,” a lovely coming-of-age story (Wu also gave us the 2000s lesbian classic “Saving Face”), and “Rye Lane,” following two folks reeling from breakups who connect over an eventful day in South London — also featuring a Colin Firth appearance, in which he is running a food truck called “Love Gauc-tually.” 

Please feel free to share your favorites in the comments, too! 

Until next week, 

Ashlie Stevens, senior food editor

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