Lovely evening

This past Wednesday morning, The Boyfriend asked if I wanted to go out to dinner. Backstory: a few weeks ago I got an expense check from something that I'd forgotten about. When it came, I mentioned that we should splurge on a nice dinner.

We chose a restaurant downtown in the arts district, much fancier than we usually can afford. White tablecloths, multiple forks, etc. Anyway, we split a delicious bottle of wine (a Malbec), shared a huge bowl of mussels in white wine and garlic (yum), shared the pear and gorgonzola on greens. Lovely start. The Boyfriend and I both dressed up a bit and enjoyed just relaxing and talking and sharing stories. He was sweet, complimentary and even romantic. While that's not unheard of, these last months have been more of everyday living (feed the cats, go to work, mow the lawn, cook dinner). It was nice to remember the wonderful, funny, smart man that I was attracted to over a year ago.

As we were talking, Boyfriend said that I had turned into his best friend. I was so flattered and honored. I know he does not say things lightly or glibly.

Our entrees were handmade ravioli with beef, fontina and herbs in a cream tomato sauce (me) and a broiled seafood plate (him). We ended the night with chocolate mousse and a slice of cheesecake. All in all, a fine meal and a lovely evening.