I am really crushin'.
My friend John came down for a baseball game last Saturday and we just had a blast. He's hilarious, handsome and hunky (there are a few other H words I can think of as well, but I've decided to exercise some restraint in this post).
We watched the game with some co-workers and then went over to City View Tavern for drinks. I let him indulge in the Draft picks before we went back home for a dinner that turned out quite well, I do say so myself.
-Chicken breasts stuffed with fontina cheese, sundried tomatoes, fresh basil, garlic and orange zest.
-Steamed green beans and small red potatoes.
-Homemade Derby Pie with vanilla ice cream.
Yeah, D-Money and my sister Bridge both said I had to make that pie as it kind of is a deal clincher.
The date was fabulous. John made a repeat trip to Cincinnati last night for another Reds game. What a good sport, coming all the way back down to the 5-1-3.
I guess some day soon I am going to have to go up and visit him...
Good for you...where is he visiting from? This is sounding promising...
The mysterious John lives in Dayton. Did I say this man is hilarious? I think we're cut out of the same cloth: a bit on the gregarious side, spiritual but fun, and adventurous. I really like the way I feel when I'm around John... as Kodak says: See what develops.
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