"My phone has been commitment phobic in the past, but I think it's ready to sign up for another year contract."

As I'm sure you all are tired of hearing, Ms. K and I celebrated our anniversary last Thursday. We met up at Von, the bar we originally met at for a drink -- a drink that lead to fourteen more and a taxi ride with her back to my place -- before capping off the memorial tour at Sala, where we migrated to after our first meeting. Then we jumped on the B train to Ditmas Park, switching gears from Spanish to French for dinner at Pomme de Terre. Again, it took very little coaxing for her to come home with me.