Dinner Gone Wrong
Cooking and eating are two big passions of mine. I joke, but really it is true, that it is cheaper to take me shopping than it is to take me out to dinner. I am the "appetizer, main course and dessert" kind of girl. Two desserts if I can get away with it. So in a perfect world, I would date a chef, but since there is no dating app to find the perfect chef boyfriend, a guy who can cook is good enough for me. Matter of fact, a guy just trying to cook is enough to make me half fall in love and start imagining the names of our future kids. So when this guy suggested he made dinner at his place for me, I just couldn't refuse. Of course, I had an escape plan in case he was a serial killer, but I had to give it a try. What if he was the one? But within 5 minutes of arriving, I knew there would be no happily forever for us. First off the table wasn't set. No placemat, no silverware, and no napkins. Really? So after munching on the opened bag of ...