We met at a local weekly live music showcase, where I performed on a consistent basis. Vincent had recently been attending and one night he spoke to me randomly, noticing the food that I had ordered, the infamous catfish. I stated that it was the best thing on the menu, and he stated that we had that in common. He then asked if I cook and that the next question he asked would be the real test. He asked "egg or no egg" in my macaroni and cheese. I guess I passed the test! We dated for several months, and maybe the timing was wrong, but we ended up going our separate ways. 5 years later, he must've still been curious about that mac-n-cheese, because here we are again! Reunited, and it feels SO good!

I had never been to New Orleans and he planned a trip for us to go for my 34th birthday. On the night of my birthday, toward the end of dinner (after stepping away) he returned to the table with a look of frustration on his face. As he approached me, he started expressing how he was tired of me asking him the same question. As I sat there confused, I asked him what question. He stated that I always ask, "Do you love me? How much?" I said, "okay", still very confused. He then got down' on one knee & said "THIS MUCH."