Not a single word came out of my mouth. I couldn't even concentrate on the menu, so when the waitress came to take our order, the nerves overcame me, and I just agreed to have what Alex was having. When the waiter came out with two plates in hand, all I could do was pray that he would not stop at our table. When the plate was set in front of me my lifeline went flat, all I could see was a large lobster and every piece of seafood you could think of. All I could think to myself was "how in the world would I escape this situation" and then also remembered my dad telling me my whole childhood that due to my pickiness, I would find myself in this type of situation.

Believe it or not, I ate most of my plate! When the bill came... oh my gosh I said to myself "welp this is my first and last date with him". When he dropped me off, I went inside and nearly wanted to cry. Fast forward 5 years later and the rest is history. A love story I will never get tired of telling.