My last post promised to speak more of my time with G. There’s really nothing to say except that I suffered a severe allergic reaction that required my EpiPen and then I went into anaphylactic shock. I kid, I kid. Long story.
With G I felt like I was with a kindred spirit. Our senses of humor meshed well together and he seemed to ‘get’ me. Although I’m always 110% myself, sometimes I censor [or omit entirely] certain things and tone down the sarcasm. There was no need for that. Bonus points for the fact that we had a mutual friend in Stephanie. Simply put, I had fun. Regardless of what happens in the future I believe I’ve gained a friend for life and a partner in crime. Not actual criminal activity of the illegal variety, of course, seeing as how he comes from a law enforcement family. 😉
I enjoyed myself so much on Friday I invited him to pick me up from work the following evening. J and M, my fabulous coworkers, briefly met him in the parking lot. They were impressed– both noticed that he opened the car door for me– and gave their initial seal of approval. As a liberal, progressive woman who identifies as a feminist I abhor outdated gender expectations. Yet chivalry is not outdated. It’s not something I expect all the time but I appreciate it when a man holds the door for me. A gentleman with manners stands out in the mind of this lady. Also worth noting is the fact that he had a covering in his car that he offered to let me use to conceal my purse or other valuables. Now that’s smart thinking!
Macaroni Grill does not disappoint. The food is not spectacular, but it’s consistent, and the half price wine for ‘Summer Uncorked’ is a huge plus. It’s two blocks from my work and right around the corner from my house. Hence the frequent rendezvous at this location. We started with zucchini fritti and prosciutto with mozzarella. I could have stopped eating there, but alas I did not. Each of us enjoyed a Create Your Own Pasta Bowl– because I am a creature of habit I opted for my usual of alfredo, red peppers, sun dried tomatoes, and fresh spinach– which we washed down with riesling and pinot grigio. [[Note to self: increase workouts to reflect increased food consumption. Your metabolism is almost three decades old and starting to act accordingly.]]
I asked G’s input as to his background and career. His response could not have been better so I’m copying it verbatim: “I’ve been everything from a landscaper to a cook to a chef to a counselor at a psych ward to a deputy sheriff now a server and a general contractor….and I’m prepared to take over the family restaurant.” And there you have it.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,