At the world's greatest karaoke bar on Atlantic Avenue, we sang a duet of Thunder Road that brought down the house. Later, in front of a 24 hour diner after sharing some late night waffles, we kissed for the first time. We shared our first apartment together right down the street, frequented our favorite Brooklyn Heights watering hole (IYKYK), and got ice cream at the first ever Haagen-Dazs right down the street. We returned to Brooklyn just before Christmas to visit our old neighborhood and right down the street from that first kiss, Rick proposed at the Brooklyn Promenade. The rest is history.