A Love Story Over Food

There once was a boy and girl who became good friends due to a Monday Night Dinner group. Every Monday it would be another person’s turn to cook. The girl loved the elk prochuitto meatloaf the boy made. The boy loved anything and everything the girl made (can you tell who is writing this story?). Over the course of many Monday meals the boy and girl discovered they had more in common than their love for food. They also both enjoyed outdoor adventures, traveling, and playing games. They realized they could talk to one another for hours after hours....after hours and hours and hours.....without getting bored. Their favorite thing remained putting on “home clothes,” splitting a bottle of wine, cooking a gourmet fabulous meal, and watching West Wing/Monk/Etc. This boy courted this girl for many years, unsuccessfully. But this is not a tragic love story (!) because eventually this girl realized she also loved this boy. They salsa-danced in Mexico, braved the wild waters of the Colorado River, and made a home together complete with a vegetable garden and a “love tree.”

One dreary Saturday the boy asked the girl to go on a hike. He stated that they should celebrate Valentine’s Day early because the girl was busy the actual night of Valentine’s day. The boy also planned to take the girl to dinner followed by a play. While on the hike the boy and girl walked underneath a waterfall. It was there that the boy turned to the girl and stated, “I have a question.” The boy’s voice tone was oddly serious and the girl grew concerned. The boy then reached in his pocket and pulled out the most beautiful ring the girl had ever seen and asked, “Will you marry me?” The girl was so surprised and overcome with the beauty of the ring that she forgot to say “Yes” and instead said, “Thank you.” The boy gave the girl the ring but asked for clarification on the whole marriage part. “YES, OF COURSE!” the girl proclaimed and this is just the happy beginning of many years (and meals) to come........