Day 163: Pleasant surprises

After sleeping in this morning we decided to grab some breakfast before I had to jet off to work on my group project.

During breakfast I learned quite a few things about the wine guy... the first being.. he's a bit of a hard ass. It was a bit of a surprise. He's so laid back it's hard for me to see that side of him... but I kind of like it.

There's something about learning those little unexpected things that makes the whole dating process bearable... once you get over the initial awkwardness of it all.

After breakfast I headed over to get to work on my group project with the 2 chefs. I told them about my debacle trying to cook the last dish without a recipe and they were completely befuddled. They had no idea why it turned out so crappy.

That makes me wonder what I could have done! If a chef couldn't figure it out then I must have been way out there, but that's behind me now.

Before too long, the group started asking questions. Who is this guy you're cooking for? Tell us about him? Where did you meet him? Has he been married? Does he have any kids? I was being pelted with questions. I didn't quite know where to begin.

I told them where I met him, the funny thing is I was with one of the chefs when it happened. The chef said 'yeah I remember that guy, he was cool.' Then he went on to say 'It's funny, I thought there was something going on. There were a few points during that conversation when I thought about taking off and leaving you two to talk.'

The other chef seemed a bit intrigued as well, wine huh? What does he do? Once again I answered as many questions as I was willing to while maintaining my privacy then it was time to get down to the business at hand.

Surprisingly for my lack of sleep I had amazing clarity.

Usually when I go to these things I have a 'sleep hangover' from sleeping too much and I can't think. This time I was running on little sleep and I was sharp as a tack. I was coming up with shots and telling them what to do, I was a machine!

I'm not sure if it was the coffee or just my good mood after having a great night, but it was certainly working for me.

By the time my portion of the project was done, I hit the wall. It was all I could do to stay focused... and awake.

By the time I got home I knew what I needed to do. Cook more of the ravioli. Since the wine guy blazed the trail for me I now know how to cook them.

I didn't do a good job of it, but I did cook them.... and I ate them. A nice end to a good day.