Porsche Guy

Finally a first date that I can honestly say went WELL and that I thoroughly enjoyed!

I started talking to Porsche Guy a few weeks ago. Well, hold on, let me back up, I didn't KNOW he had a Porsche at that point. He started quizzing me on my interest in "driving" and my general car knowledge. Perking my car loving heart, I had to ask what kind of car he drove since he seemed so taken with the concept of driving. Coy as he was, his only clue was, "It's made in Stuttgart, Germany." BINGO. Any European car enthusiasts knows that Porsche's are made in Stuttgart.

We met at a little Pho bistro/bar for a pre-dinner drink. I was plesantly surprised that he actually looked a lot like his photos. (Thank goodness!) We began talking right away and getting through the typical "what do you do, where did you go to school, did you grow up around here, tell me about your family..." stuff. We both drank wine. Finally, I guy that can appreciate a glass of wine! Not that I have anything against other drinks, but sometimes it's just nice to share a glass (or bottle!) with someone. We had a good time talking and joking around.

After drinks we headed over to the restaurant he picked out - an authentic, little Italian place. It was super quaint and definitely authentic and had a fun Italian (or at least how I picture Italy since I've never been there) feel. I wasn't sure what to order so I asked what he was getting. After he told me, I told him I'll have the same thing. Is that weird? I have a thing about asking everyone I'm dining with what they're having before I make a decision about what I'm having. His choice just happened to sound good. When the waiter came, he ordered for the both of us. I was disappointed he didn't order anymore wine - guess it's better I dont get wine-sloppy until a later date, though. LoL. Again, dinner was filled with pleasant conversation and laughs and joking around. Good times.

It started to rain as he walked me back to my car (he lived in the area, so he walked) so our good bye was short, but nice. No kiss. Just a hug and smile. I texted him when I got home thanking him again for a nice evening and hoping the rest of his week goes well. He asked when he could see me again! Squee! He said we'd make plans for this weekend...