Our waitress, Ginny, was very good at selling the specials (she talked me out of getting the salmon for the red snapper special) and I had one of the best fish dishes I've ever tasted.
Also, there was a head-shaven bus-boy (never caught his name) who kept looking towards my direction. Sis noticed it first, and then I did later as well. I feel loved and giddy.
But I should have given/gotten phone numbers. Oh well.
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