Last night I was strolling down the street daydreaming, or, more appropriately, nightdreaming, wondering what I’d like to do for Valentine’s Day this year. And then I got a crystal clear image in my mind.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to go to some little Italian restaurant, in a place that feels like Little Italy (North Beach, maybe?) and sit at a small table with a red checkered tablecloth and a candle, and share some great pasta dish, like spaghetti and a spicy meat-a-ball while some fat immigrant is playing the harmonica in the background?
Then I remembered that’s a scene from Lady and the Tramp and I got a little sad that the best I can come up with is a Disney dog date.
Tags: date, disney, lady and the tramp, north beach, romantic, spaghetti and meatballs, valentine's day
Don’t forget the part where you and your date are eating two ends of the same noodle while not paying attention and accidentally making out as a result.
i am not surprised your dream date involves frenching walter.