tonight Aaron and Iate dinner here. He was so nervous he was hardly able to eat his dinner. I knew what he was up to, though - you don't go to La Caille for a normal date night. I just didn't know when to expect the big question. For dessert, Aaron ordered a flambais and I ordered bananas foster. Our waitress came and apologzied after we had waited for quite awhile saying that Aaron's flambais had fallen and they had to start it over. When our desserts came to our table, my ring was sitting in between some of the fruit garnish on the plate. While I had expected it, I hadn't expected the flood of emotions that came when I saw Aaron bend down on one knee. I don't remember much of what he said other than that he loved me and would I please be his wife. Of course I said yes!
Once we started eating our desserts the waitress came and told us the real story. Apparently DH had given my ring to a hostess when we got to the restaurant (he had arranged for everything ahead of time). The hostess' shift ended and she went home with the ring in her pocket. They were scrambling like crazy trying to get ahold of her to get the ring back in time for our desserts. That's why we got the story about the flambais falling.
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That is so sweet. I wish we had a romantic engagement story to tell
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