Joe's Crabshack ... got sick all over the parking lot. She gave me another chance. A movie ("Forgetting Sarah Marshall") was a safer choice for the second first date. On the second date (it was the third one if you are counting) I served her burned desert. Kaiserschmarrn. And then years later on our third first date I took her to a university cafeteria serving questionable Hibachi-style Asian-infused dinner followed by a showing of "American Idiot". Needless to say she was hooked. Again. :-)