Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Remember that one time when…I love this soup.

This Remember that one time when is a reminder to myself and the Farmer why we don’t do double dates or group dates anymore.  We’ve had some very, well, interesting dates with others over the years.  And now we’ve just sort of taken on the approach that group dates are best avoided, especially with couples we are not familiar/close with.  Our policy is helped along by the fact that most of the time we aren’t together very much, save for a few weekends.  I think we could possibly revise our policy to allow dates with our mutual friends now, but I don’t want to get too carried away. 

Remember that one time when…the Farmer and I were sort-of visiting some friends of ours from high-school (it’s a long story and to protect the identity of these dinner mates I’m not telling you).  We somehow got roped into going to dinner with them and a few of their friends.  So there we are at Olive Garden with about 4 people we just met.  Awkward. 

The group orders all our food and being the poor college kids we were, the Farmer and I splurged to split an entre between the two of us.  Several others at ordered the soup, salad, and breadsticks combo.  The server started bringing out our food and our tablemates started digging in.  The boy in this other couple had ordered the Zuppa Toscana which is a sausage and potato soup.  The boy then exclaimed, “I love this soup".”  To which the girl in this said couple not so discretely replied, “And I love you.”

Now the soup is good, but I don’t know if it is that good. But what do I know?

The Farmer and I happened to overhear this whole conversation.  And later, we laughed and guffawed at it over and over again. 

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