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I had an eat-in date with a chap I met when working as a barmaid.
He was cute, in a hobbit kinda way. And smart and funny, which was why I gave it a go. No spark though.
Anyway.
He lived in a freezy house. I've always been a hot-body (in many ways, yuck-yuck) but this man had poor glazing and inadequate bedding.
AND (getting to the point here) on our first date he made me a lovely mushroom dish. Being a veggie.
No, sorry.
Just too many things not happening here.
In hindsight he was pretty cool. But I was cooller and fitter at that age and thought I had the time to choose.
He shoulda made me tabbouleh. And told me how to pronounce it.
My parting gift to him was a heavy tog duvet.
Skinny little hobbit chap with big eyes, he needed it. Hope his next lady enjoyed it - said with no prejudice.
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