Thank God it wasn't our first date...

So, Friday night was the one year anniversary of my first date with Glenn. We decided that in honor of the monumental occasion that we should go back to the scene of the crime. After we spent a little time with the puppy after work we headed up to Applebee's. We figured with it being a Friday there would be a little bit of a wait so we weren't surprised when they said it would be about 30 minutes. Right after we gave our name a couple got up from the bar so we decided to sit down and have a drink. I ordered a glass of wine and Glenn was the rebel and got water. When the bartender put the tab up we realized that it was happy hour. So we got the happy hour menu and Glenn ordered a long island and we ordered some potato skins in case it was awhile before we were seated.

About five minutes later the hostess came over to tell us our table was ready...go figure. So Glenn went to get the table and I stayed to pay the tab. I asked the bartender if he would just send our appetizer over to the table and he said no problem. We sat down and our waitress came over to greet us. We told her we had ordered and appetizer at the bar and that they were gonna bring it over. She gave us a few minutes to decide what we wanted and came back to take our order. We both decided to forget it was Friday during lent and get steaks...I know...we're horrible Catholics.

A few minutes later Glenn's salad came out and we still didn't have an appetizer. After another few minutes Glenn went up to the bar to ask the bartender what was up with our food. He sat back down and said he didn't know if the bartender had heard him cause it was so loud. Then he said he noticed the bartender go to the end of the bar where we had been sitting, grab a plate and go to the kitchen. About 30 seconds later our waitress came out with our app. Coincidence...I think not. Luckily they were still warm.

So the food came out and it smelled and looked fabulous. Glenn got a NY Strip and I got the Parmesan Shrimp Sirloin. Glenn's was slightly overcooked and about a third of the way through mine I realized that it was slightly undercooked. But it was still fabulous. As I started to cut into the last third of my steak all of that changed. I saw a huge mosquito stuck in the cheese. And you can ask Glenn...I'm not exaggerating when I say huge. I'm still not quite sure how I didn't see it until then. I think it's cause I was so distracted by my hot date!!! Luckily we were close to the restroom because I thought I was gonna puke. Luckily I didn't but I was still completely disgusted...and pissed cause up until then it was soooooooooo good. While I was in the restroom Glenn got our waitresses attention and told her what happened and the manager came over and took my plate and apologized to Glenn. Glenn had pushed his plate away but obviously the manager was an idiot and thought Glenn would want to finish eating after all of that. When I came back Glenn told me the manager was going to take my meal off. The waitress came back over and told me the same thing and brought the bill. The manager never came back over and apologized to me which is what he should have done...I worked in the restaurant industry long enough to know that.

So needless to say...not the best date ever. And luckily it wasn't our first date or I might have taken it at a bad omen and not gone on a second one. Instead, I will take it as a sign from God that we can weather any storm...but we shouldn't eat meat on Fridays!!!!!