My boyfriend and I have been going out to lunch and dinner together for a while now (one of the perks of working together means we get to have lunch together anytime I want) and last week, I couldn’t really figure out where our actual “first date” was since we go so many places together. Even though I’m lucky enough to share practically every meal with him, sometimes just labeling a night as “date night” makes it that much more exciting. Doing this on a Wednesday in the middle of a rough week makes it that much better and gave me something to look forward to after a long day at work.
Whether its eating out or having dinner at home, sitting at a table and having a conversation over dinner instead of watching tv is one thing that I love. Even when I was single and lived in a apartment alone, I would always eat my dinner for one at my giant table for four. There is something about eating at a table that reminds me of having a family and talking about our days together. Because our apartments are too small for a dinner table, I always look forward to the nights out where I can sit across from Michael and talk forever about anything and everything. Its the little things, guys.