First Date

Ah, the first date... nothing like an awkward first date with someone you’ve never met in person! Our first date was at Mi Cocina in Southlake; Mambo Taxis and Sunset Fajitas kept Cupid on his toes.

Amanda chose Mi Cocina for the old “lets meet for a cocktail” (a.k.a. “I need an escape route after one drink if it doesn’t go well”). Paul foiled the plan and asked to sit down for dinner so we could talk for a while. Rats! But I knew from the moment I saw him that we had the same taste in denim.

That night I introduced Paul to his heartburn nemesis and Mi Cocina was the beginning of our story. Paul was so nervous; it was adorable. We talked about our past, about our future, and our families. It was raining that night, but after dinner we found a bench in the park protected by a huge tree where we sat for hours... I just couldn’t get rid of him.

I still can’t seem to shake him :)