On a super hot day on the Marietta Square we each went to the annual "Taste of Marietta" event with a friend, our friends ran into one another and introduced us. I then found myself talking to Jeff off to the side away from everyone and before I knew it I was giving him my number with a promise from him to call. He did not call. His phone was stolen that day and my number along with it. Call it fate, call it destiny but we ran into each other again and me being me, I definitely called him out. Even though I was skeptical of his phone actually being stolen I gave my number out again. A week later we were on our first date eating Mellow Mushroom Maui Wowie pizza, brewery hopping and stealing a Dos Equis Man (that's another story). Best Last First Date Ever.