We had such a wonderful date night. How can you beat a lovely meal by the ocean, good company, wonderful food with a evening of culture and events to follow?
I was so proud of myself, ordering lean, 4 0z of steak with nothing but steamed veges and spinach for the sides. Note though that the meal was prefaced by a large Midori Collins, fried zucchini slices and a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast.
My friend "Polly" was daintily sipping her lemon drop martini while I was gulping my Midori and Mr. Man started on his second tall one of something brown. We toasted our good fortunes, and toasted along with the many other revelers celebrating a night out on the town.
Polly wanted desert so ordered the house specialty which turned out to be an evil, most delicious confection topped with whipped cream and peanut butter. It was supposed to be a "To Go" order for her Mr. Man. who missed dinner but we had to make sure it tasted as delightful as if looked and up to Mr. H-Man's standards.
My Mr. Man was going to decline his bite, but pounded on his belly to make sure there would be room and cleared space after a large burp. I pounded on mine too but knew there was plenty of cavity space left and Polly....well, she was down right evil for ordering it in the first place so now she can be called the evil twins name I carry. . . "Holly" and ate her bites without any belly pounding because she planned ahead to eat the evil before starting on ordering REAL food.
Dinner and dessert over I did a quick once over with my tongue across my teeth checking for spinach bits betwixt them. Did the snarl teeth bared grin to Polly across the table from me, but the lady seated behind her thought I was snarling at her and gave me a perturbed "HOW RUDE" look, then pointed to the right incisor.
The wait staff was attentive and kept our drinks filled and brought the to-go box for the peanut butter confection with DEATH scribed on its platter in chocolate\caramel syrup. As the bus -manly man took the empty platter after the taste session, I told him I was planning on licking it clean and to leave it. Cute, as he paused to set it down with apologies, then realized I was just messing with him. Caught the neighbor ladys eye again and her look of reviled disdain but I think it's because she only ordered the crème brule - I wiggled my nose at her and gave her the royal wave along with the royal thumbs up which was returned by a resigned nod. I should have invited her over to our more jolly and fun table because hers was very rigid backed and proper.
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