On Friday I met Flexible Guy. Flexible as in easy-going, not as in bendy; which he probably is also.
We were scheduled to meet at Dubrovnik Restaurant at 6pm. He called me and let me know that he was going to be 15 minutes late. It was going to take him 2 hours driving. I was walking 5 minutes. That is fair! 😉 I am worth it.
I got there at 6pm to make sure to secure our table. I was seated at the covered patio upstairs. To sit outside, in the beautiful courtyard, was out of the question. It was too windy, and with a chance of rain.
He came in 10 minutes later. In the meantime I had got acquainted with the couple on the next table. They were an elderly couple. The man kept joking and the woman pretending she was upset with his jokes. So cute to see.
My date walked in and I got up and gave him a hug. I am a hugger. He looked like his pictures. His hair was a weird color, which I asked him about it. It was by design and not an accident. I don’t like orangey burgundy hair on anyone, but he did manage to pull it off.
He was wearing some huge rings. One was a skull, one was an eagle and one looked like claws. I liked them. I like people that have unique style, and don’t care what people think.
“There never as been, nor will there ever be, another like you. Your singular perspective may patch some small hole in the vast tattered fabric of humanity. Uniqueness alone, however, does not make you valuable. If you don’t do, if you don’t dare, then you rob the world — and yourself–of the chance to contribute something meaningful.” ―
It was a Croatian restaurant. Fish reigns there. They bring a platter with a variety of seafood, table side, to explain each one in detail. It was a 5 minutes explanation on each type of fish and shellfish.
I didn’t care for any of the appetizers, as they were mostly shellfish, so we split some grilled vegetables to start. For the main course I had the branzino with risotto. He had the red snapper with potatoes and Swiss chard. For dessert I had the chocolate cake that was made with almond flour, almonds and orange. He had the Kremsnita, a puffy pastry with vanilla custard cream.
Everything was delicious. The only thing that was lackluster was the drinks. The bartender had no idea what he was doing. I don’t like to send anything back, food or drink, but I had to send the cosmopolitan back. Even after I doctored it with more cranberry juice, it was awful. I just got the prosecco instead, and my date had a dirty martini.
After a few hours, the manager offered to give us a free drink if we chose to go to the bar so they could sit another party. I was okay with that, we were already done and ready to go anyway. We just sat at the bar so he could settle the bill.. We both declined the free drink.
We had a great time, talking and laughing. Unfortunately there was no chemistry for me. He wanted to go on a second date, but I don’t want him to drive another 2 hours when I already know that I have no interest in romance. If he lived closer we would probably go out again as friends.
“And what is a kiss, specifically? A pledge properly sealed, a promise seasoned to taste, a vow stamped with the immediacy of a lip, a rosy circle drawn around the verb ‘to love.’ A kiss is a message too intimate for the ear, infinity captured in the bee’s brief visit to a flower, secular communication with an aftertaste of heaven, the pulse rising from the heart to utter its name on a lover’s lip: ‘Forever.”―
The woman from the office next door came over to ask me how my date went. Yes, I do announce to all that will listen when I am going on a date. 🙂 Well, not really, but I am the type that if you ask me what I am doing tonight I will tell you exactly what.
I just simply said that it was good but there will not be a second date. Some people don’t understand why I don’t want to go on a second date, and see if anything develops. To me, it is there or isn’t there. It is that simple. She insisted, asking me Why? why? over and over.
“Because I don’t want to kiss him” – I said. She burst out laughing. I was not trying to be funny. If I don’t see myself potentially kissing someone, then I don’t want to waste my time or theirs. Of course, relationships are not only about that, but if that is missing, then there is no future.
Sorry David https://dfolstad58.wordpress.com/ , Once again I didn’t take a single picture of my food or the restaurant 😦 The picture at the top was found online, it is of their courtyard.
“The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.
He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.”