We're Getting Married!

Cappy’s was one of my favorite local restaurants in San Antonio. The place was located right off Broadway & close to the downtown area, which made it a great dinner spot to start off an evening. It was a real swanky little joint, complete with white table cloths, fine wine, ingredients that normal people can’t really pronounce, and the best sticky toffee pudding I’ve ever had in my whole life (save yourself the guilt of asking how many sticks of butter is in the recipe because I’m here to tell you that calories don’t count and if they DID it would be SO. WORTH. IT.) The wait staff there also did this really cool thing where they memorized the daily specials and told you about them before you ordered—something that, in my opinion, required a lot of awkward eye contact and, well, general skill.

I had come in to eat one night with a big party, and was seated towards the back. Kristyn was a server there, and cooly sauntered over to introduce herself and take our drink orders. She had a loud, demanding voice (not much has changed) and presented herself with such confidence that you had no choice but to want to pay attention to her. She started the whole “awkward-eye-contact-daily-special-memorization” schpeal I was already expecting, when to my horror, she stopped mid-sentence. I looked up from trying to follow along in my menu (apparently, this was my coping mechanism for awkward eye contact) and saw Kristyn’s face had drained of all the color. I knew it, the table knew it and most of all, Kristyn knew it; she had forgotten the daily specials. Those of you who are close to me know that my humor is either that of a 10 year old boy or a 50 year old man—there’s absolutely no in between. I made a couple jokes during the evening that Kristyn seemingly overheard as she filled my wine glass, and she laughed. You know what I love? When someone else thinks I’m as hilarious as I think I am. Kristyn and I were just friends for a while after that. We took our time to learn each other separately before we started learning together, and I think that was really good for us both. It also gave me some time to get used to her singing Elton John at the top of her lungs in the shower, and dancing rather suggestively down the produce aisle of our local grocery store. Again, not much has changed. Long story long, I didn’t get anything that was on the daily special that day. Quite honestly, I’m not sure anyone did because I don’t think Kristyn ever made it through that little soliloquy of hers. What I did end up gaining, though, was a best friend. Soon after that I gained a partner, and now, (if im lucky enough to survive wedding planning) a wife. With all that being said, I guess I’ve really always been more of a “I’ll have the usual” kinda girl, anyway.