Five years ago, we went into marriage with closed eyes, fearless of what the future will bring. In fact, The Husband asked my hand while we were barely on our 3rd month of going out. He just knew it was me. And I knew it was him all along. Last night however, there were moments when I wasn’t so sure anymore. Kidding, of course. It was just one of those nights when you want everything to be perfect and then it felt like all forces are working together to keep you from having a good time.

We left Sandy at home and went out with high hopes for the evening (well me at least). We wanted to window shop for hours because we can’t do this with a toddler in tow. However, I’ve made reservations at The Spa in Greenbelt at 6PM which meant we only have about 1 and a half hour to shop. It was tiring and a bit stressful plus the traffic was so bad. As expected, The Husband wasn’t in his best mood.

We went to The Spa so he can have a relaxing facial massage while I was booked for a full body swedish massage. But it turned out that the face massage was very short (less than 45 minutes) and it hurt a lot. To make matters worse, my massage / bath etc took so long that he has been waiting in the lobby for more than an hour, starving and still remembering the pain. So yes, you could say that he was still in a very bad mood.

I was starting to lose hope because it was 8:30PM and we couldn’t decide where to eat. There’s no way I can convince him to get out of Greenbelt, given his mood and near-starvation so we just walked around GB2. Grappa’s didn’t look appetizing so I told him to just pick one restaurant and we will eat there. We passed by Maurcier (I’ll have to verify the name) and saw the black drapes, silver chandeliers, great food photography and decided to try it out. Well he just said “tara, yan lang” because we just have no choice. We even had a small argument on where we’re going to sit. That’s how petty we can get when we think the night was ruined and that we’re just going through the motions to get it over with.

But as soon as we touched the menu, we forgot about everything. Food is something that we’re very passionate about and studying the menu is one of our most favorite things to do together. In short, the evening was saved and we had a lovely time choosing from the wine list alone. It was all good despite his spa experience and my constant worry of having an imperfect date. I had our camera all to myself too and he won’t let me give it back to him. He said it’s because so I can document the night on my own, without his help. And no, we didn’t talk about our feelings. Good food is our thing and that was enough for us.

The Husband – was gracious enough to have his photo taken. His skin looked much better after the face massage. Too bad it hurts.

Movie on the wall – Audrey Hepburn reruns

The night couldn’t be more perfect if you ask me. Just like after our wedding day when we were so starving we ended up eating our first dinner as husband and wife at McDonalds.