Our Alphabet Date was just what we needed. Tom planned a “P” Date, and here’s what we did:
He packed a picnic and drove to our favorite park at sunset. He had packed our chairs, our little table, a bottle of wine with wine glasses, an appetizer to enjoy, and a candle. We sat and talked as the sun set behind the trees. When the lights came on, he walked across the street to one of our favorite restaurants–Pannullos on Park Avenue and bought our dinner–pasta, of course. It tasted better under the stars than it ever did in the restaurant.
For dessert, Tom walked across the street again to another favorite of ours–Peterbrooke Chocolatier–and bought our favorite, some dark chocolate. It was a Perfect. And not just because it starts with the letter “P”. 🙂