Imagine you were an eighteen year old boy in love with a seventeen year old girl. Imagine being led outside with a blindfold on. Imagine the Drifters playing This Magic Moment. Imagine opening your eyes to have the lights go on and a romantic meal for two is set with candles and twinkly lights.
My daughter has a way with setting a romantic scene though sometimes such as the infamous prom night, it doesn't turn out.
Last night turned out and they dined on freshly caught salmon, pasta, bruschetta and warm chocolate chip cookies served on plates drizzled with caramel. She knows the way to a man's heart. I think the romance is for her. The food is for him.
It was their sixth month anniversary.
My twentieth is coming up and I'll be lucky if I get a nap.