Believe it or not - Tinder! Even though we’re both from Long Island and lived only a few avenues away from one another in Astoria, we still met on an app. After exchanging numbers and realizing our area codes and our love for opposing New York hockey teams… we didn’t have high hopes. Luckily, we were wrong. Our first date was at The Wolfhound in Astoria, an Irish bar - of course. We talked all night, sports/work/almost moving to Nashville only to find out his family was moving down there as well! Next thing we knew, it was after midnight as we split a quesadilla at some hole in the wall Mexican spot on Broadway… only one of us had to be at work the next day. Whoops.