6:30pm on December 12, 2022
With a Whole Foods' chocolate cake precariously balanced in one hand and some party favors in the other, I briskly made my way to Emmy Squared Pizza in the East Village for my first date with Finney. My plan? Arrive early to coordinate a birthday surprise with the staff. (Finn's birthday is December 14, everybody!!) But just as I handed over the goods to the host and finalized the game plan (the cue for the grand reveal would be, "Can we get the check please?"), I got a case of cold - very cold - feet. Would Finney think this was too much for a first encounter? What if the vibes were not it? UGH - why did I ask about his stupid horoscope in the first place?! Had I not asked, I would've never found out about his birthday or more importantly, his pessimistic outlook on birthdays. And had I not known that, I wouldn't have felt the urge to go over-the-top with birthday shenanigans to make him feel cherished! As I obsessed over "what if" situations, Finney walked in through the door. Despite my overthinking, the night unfolded naturally with a healthy mix of pepperoni and laughter. Before I knew it, we were two hours deep into conversation and still, there was so much I wanted to know about this mysterious man. Not quite ready to say goodbye, I followed Finney's lead towards a nearby bar named "Lovers of Today." 👀 Our final destination. 😘
6:35pm on December 12, 2022
While rushing through the streets of the East Village, I fired off a text to Birdie expressing my excitement to finally meet her. I also let her know that I was almost hit by a car, doing so in hopes that she would see the near-death experience as indicative of my commitment to making it to our date on time (though I wouldn't). Out of breath and a little sweaty, I arrived at Emmy Squared and found Birdie waiting for me. After a delicious meal in which we over-ordered but decided not to take the leftovers home because of...shame (?), it was time for the check. To my surprise, the bill was accompanied by decorative hats and a chocolate cake. For someone who doesn't like birthdays, I was doing a lot of smiling. Finished with dinner, we were in the mood for a nightcap. After some deliberation, we made our way to the next location. About halfway there, I called an audible and decided we should go to another one of my favorite spots. As we approached the entrance, a sign with the establishment's name read "Lovers of Today". Birdie insists that I selected this bar because, subconsciously, I was already madly in love with her and wanted to make sure she knew it. At the time I denied it with every fiber of my being. But you know what, I think she was probably right.