The first time I met the woman that would become my wife was in a chance meeting with a group of friends over a late-night meal at IHOP. We were not on a date, but that night we merely happened to run with the same circle of friends. (My best friend was dating her sister). I barely knew her 5 minutes, but as she browsed over her menu debating on what to order, I reached across the table and abruptly snatched the menu from her. I then shoved the menu into the waitress' hands and in a brutish voice I told the waitress, "She'll have the soup".
That must have sealed our fate- 7 years later and not a dull moment between us.
before my wife and I had our first date, we actually exchanged email addresses and phone numbers and talked quite a bit (nearly 3 months) before we ever went on any date.
"She'll have the soup".
Well that fits your moniker...at least mine ordered cheesecake for me.
You ordered her soup? Late at night, at an IHOP? Not a fluffy stack of their famouse pancakes topped with some delicasy? Hmmm, must have been love at first sight:)