"Take her home! She's wasted! Yay!!!!!"

Um, so, I had two dates this weekend. With the same person. I can hear your gasps all the way from my perch in lower Manhattan.

I mentioned in my previous entry that I was to meet this girl for drinks after work. Thankfully she wasn't put off by the weird thing my hair was doing and we not only had wine at the Bourgeois Pig, but dinner at Euzkadi, and beer at this Belgian place I like. We seemed to be having such a good time that I couldn't believe it was 2:30 am when I looked at my watch.

Second date was on Monday and it had its roots in a conversation on Friday about who makes the best pizza in New York. As some may know, I'm a big fan of Lombardi's -- quite possibly the best pizza I've had in my life. (Seriously, it's that good.) She excitedly asked if I had ever had of Di Fara's pizza. I hadn't and thus our Monday pilgrimage to Midwood was born. Now I can report that Di Fara's is easily as good as Lombardi's and well worth the hour wait for our sausage pie.

Right, so outcome of two dates? Still waiting to find out.