First Date: Great beginning

[alice]

Okay, you've finally made a connection. It's your first date. Dinner's at your place. What do you cook? What do you wear? How does the evening progress? How does it end?

Details, people. This date matters to you. How do you make sure it makes an impression on your new interest?

Is someone playing Barry White?

Alice

 

[april-wine]

Cook something you are great at.....Nothing worse than trying something new and burning it black......Or finding out it tastes awful....


Be yourself, don't rush, don't push.....Breathe deeply the nerves WILL subside........Above all have fun.........



Good Luck.....and post and update for us nosey ones lol

 

[bluntforcemama]

This might sound strange, but I've never actually been on a first date. With Monk, it just sort of developed as a friendship, then after a while, we kissed, and so on. With Juspar, we never really went on a date either. We were friends first, then we got a bit more involved, a little bolder, and such. This is weird, now that I think about it. Holy crap... I've only been unattached for 3 months in 6 years. This IS disturbing.

 

[MissTaken]

No cooking! I don't want to be distracted by tidying up.

No spaghettie or chicken wings. Foods that can really turn someone off if you lack the skills to eat them neatly and with finesse,

I might order out. Pizza, salad, rolls and a movie. I would have on hand a variety of movies so as to meet His tastes and also to be ready to set whatever mood seems most appropriate. On hand would be:

a tearjerker
a comedy
an action flick
a romantic comedy
a love story with hot sex scenes

If this is a "blind" date, (not likely at home) I always set the dress code as casual. Let's both wear jeans so we can take the pressure off.

If it is someone I know, I would wear a knee high skirt, heels and thigh highs with a sweater that leaves some to the imagination. Besides, it is damn cold here this time of year!

The hair, the nail polish and makeup, all done just so.....

Cocktails and hor d'ouevres at six

 

[Scabbers]

What do you cook?

Toad in the hole

What do you wear?

A smile--a really big smile

How does the evening progress?

From dry to moist to wet, and back again

How does it end?

With brekkies

Is someone playing Barry White?

No, Cockney Rebel

 

[daughter]

I'm a hopeless romantic

We've been talking for a few weeks, but this is our first date. I have the table set. the Iris arrangement looks lovely against my green, gold-rimmed plates. my brass candleholders are filled with soft ivory tapered candles and every table in the livingroom has candles of varying soft hues. the disc player is set on random. When he arrives, Will Downing is crooning melodic ballads.

I'm wearing black slacks and oversize black vest of some clingy material I can't name and a sheer long-sleeve black shell underneath. My locks brush my shoulders. Normally I tie them back while cooking, but he remarked that he would liked to see my hair down. I wear little make-up, and tonight is no exception. I have on liner, light mascara and soft taupe lipstick.

I offer him tonic with lemon. I don't drink and he says he'd prefer not to with me. Food provides the scents for the evening. The menu: Cornish hens rubbed with sage, thyme, ground blk pepper, garlic and rosemary and stuffed with onions, my famous dressing with peppers, onions, celery and just a hint of cumin, three cheese macoroni, mustard and collard greens, red beans and rice (for me, I am a vegetarian), sliced tomatoes, and candied yams. I made a sweet potatoe pie for desert.

While we're waiting for the three cheese macaroni and dressing to finish cooking, we sit on the sofa and talk. He compliments me on my attire, and I return the compliment about his cords and mock turtleneck. I think he looks incredibly sexy. Love his neatly trimmed beard and mustache.

He smiles at me a lot. Often he pauses and simply looks at me. I blush and ask why he stares. He says he thinks I'm beautiful and he's very happy to be here with me.

We talk about the board where we met. He asks me about my poetry. I read a few selections from the collection he brought me tonight. We talk about music. We're both avid jazz enthusiasts. He notices some of my classical cd's, and he shares with me what he knows about the symphony and the opera. He has season tickets, but he hasn't gone in quite some time. I'm ecstatic because I've always wanted to go, but know little about the music. I am excited about the prospect of spending nights at Orchestra Hall with him.

He holds my hands, tracing them lightly with his fingers. I turn off the food, make our plates and dim the lights to candles only.

 

[Weird Harold]

Re: I'm a hopeless romantic

Daughter's setup is way too good for page three so soon.

What to cook? Something that isn't time critical but is simple. Exactly what depends on who is coming to dinner. Steak and baked potatoes isn't a good choice for a date with a vegan.

How the date progresses again depends on who is coming to dinner. Every date should be tailored to suit the personalities of the particiapants. There is no magic formula.

 

[daughter]

Weird Harold

How the date progresses again depends on who is coming to dinner. Every date should be tailored to suit the personalities of the particiapants. There is no magic formula.

You're the participant. She's beautiful, sexy. Here's your opportunity to beginning something that just might last. What would you do?

Where are the romantics? LOL

Btw, I was once vegan. I know include seafood in my diet which makes me a pictarian.

Peace,

daughter

 

[seXieleXie]

*dreamy-eyed remembering*

i wore a lightweight, float-y skirt that fell to mid calf, simple slip-on sandals, and v-neck long sleeved white shirt. hair was simple too, half braid with the rest softly curling around my shoulders. my scent was vanilla body lotion as always. a thin silver chain around my neck and the ring i always wear to complete the outfit.

cooking something i enjoy but know i won't mess up, despite the nerves. pasta with a buttery sauce, chicken breasts with olive oil, garlic, onion and pepper. a garden salad to round things out, chocolates for dessert.

a couple cds in the player to set the mood... elliot smith, miles davis, that ani difranco cd that he convinced me to buy. the drapes are open to gather the last of the natural light and the lamps provide the rest (it's a bit soon for candle light).

talking over dinner becomes laughing over dessert and i push the dishes out of my mind, the mood is too pleasent to be broken. move to the living room, sitting on the couch and pretending nothing exists outside of this room, just you and i and the sparks flying between us.

nerves that were quieted by the conversation begin to stir as i think about the first kiss. the question is playing in my eyes as my gaze keeps wandering to your mouth... that smile has a pull all its own.

as it gets late the real world begins to intrude again, and reluctantly we rise, move to the door. i smile up at you... "i had a wonderful time" and inside i'm screaming kiss me you fool. you grin back, mumble something about my cooking, then cup my face in your hands.

lips meet, hesitant at first, then more sure as that rush of blood erodes inhibition. i can still taste the chocolates on your breath. we pull apart finally, both a bit out of breath. before i let hormones get the best of us, i open the door. "goodnight... i'll call you" are your parting words and i head back to the kitchen to do those dishes and dream of date number two...



.... yeah... first dates are fun

 

[Weird Harold]

Re: Weird Harold

You're the participant. She's beautiful, sexy. Here's your opportunity to beginning something that just might last. What would you do?

I said participants -- plural.

"Beautiful and sexy," doesn't tell me if she thinks "romantic" = "formal," if she like football, or what she likes to eat. Is she allergic to roses or scented candles?

There is no magic formula. I can tailor "romantic" to fit a specific person (sometimes) but "romantic" definitely doesn't include my cooking -- no matter who she turns out to be.

 

[TigerClaw]

.....

.....

 

[lovetoread]

Okay, you've finally made a connection. It's your first date. Dinner's at your place. What do you cook? What do you wear? How does the evening progress? How does it end?

Hmm dinner at my place huh?

Well first I send the kids to Grandmas and clean up the house.
I dont do fancy,sorry, so I would wear jeans,or if he really knew me well before this date,shorts and a T-shirt.

I would want an indoor picnic. One that would have lots of finger food and plastic/paper items so clean up would be a breeze.

I want to be able to laugh and have fun,if this isnt what he is into then he isnt for me.

Hopefully as the evening progressed,we would be comfortable enough to touch,perhaps even kiss. Making out is acceptable,but getting lucky on the very first date isnt going to happen.

I wouldnt want any music,but if there was to be some Freddy Jackson would be my choice.

 

[JazzManJim]

Hmm...good thread. I've had to do some thinking on this one. So here's what I'd do. First date, at my place.

I'm dressed simply: jeans and a crisp oxford shirt. I'd let her know that dressing casually is just fine because I will be. Let her know that whatever she wears is fine - it's a casual evening.

For dinner, I'm cooking something I do well. It has to be simple, but something that's not a labor to make. So..if she's a carnivore, it's broiled steak with my own personal touch of seasonings, fresh steamed vegetables (or frozen, if I can't get fresh), and a baked potato. If it's summer, I'd grill the steak and the potato. It lets me show off my mad cooking skillz. I'd also seriously consider pasta - penne rigate with my homemade spaghetti sauce (with or without meat, depending on her dietary preferences). Dessert would be ice-cream - her favorite flavor.

When she arrived, dinner would be well underway. The smell of cooking food is a great ice-breaker and really does set a good mood. There would be music on the CD player - preferably something not jarring. I'd likely go into my Miles Davis of Barry White collection for that, but those might be too obvious about my later intentions for romance. I'd like to go more subtly withe the music - a CD mix of my own making with a little Miles and Barry, but also with some uptempo stuff, but nothing too loud.

During dinner I'd just let the conversation flow, and if it flagged (which I'd hope it wouldn't) I'd bring it back around with some topic we spoke about on the phone earlier. I'd have to wing the evening conversation. I don't plan stuff like that.

I'd suss out her movie preference before hand, but I'd keep a couple options, based on how dinner went. If things went well an there was romance in the air, I'd go the a more romantic film, if we're still laughing and giddy, I'll go with the Blues Brothers. You can't miss with great music and comedy.

Assuming things are still good as I walk her to her car, I'd hug her and, as I pulled away, kiss her cheek. That'd let her know that I'd love to kiss her lips, but leave her the option of going there. Then I'll let her know that I"ll call her tomorrow, and make sure I do it!

Then it's on to date 2!

 

[TigerClaw]

.....

.....

 

[lovetoread]

Re: Heh.

That sounds familar!!! Are you stealing some of my ideas here? Indoor picnic??? Modified it too into a first date scenario. You just wait.


I am glad we did not have a "First Date", even though your accounting would be great. We can make that the second date, though I prefer my version.

Yea but our "real" first date could not be considered typical. When it takes planes,cars,and hotel rooms,it will never be normal. You just wait till the end of May,I will be expecting "real" dates ya know.

 

[TigerClaw]

.....

.....

 

[daughter]

Re: Re: Heh.

Yea but our "real" first date could not be considered typical. When it takes planes,cars,and hotel rooms,it will never be normal. You just wait till the end of May,I will be expecting "real" dates ya know.

I disagree, love. Our first date involved all the mess with being a long distance romance. We still had a first date. I wrote a short about it:

You smiled. I said hello. As reserved as you were, I knew you were equally giddy. Sitting in my tonka toy in front of that grungy greyhound station we shared our first kiss. I drove off and secretly hoped we'd end up somewhere. We stared at one another and blushed when we caught the other's glance. We had dinner. It was one of those rare times I wasn't hungry. Later, we walked down quaint suburban streets. We smiled a lot. I was sure we waddled. We were brimming with excitement as intense as any fourth grader's first crush. We practically took up residence in a chic coffeehouse with oversized sofas and gourmet desserts. We drank cappucino, sipping slowly as if time would keep our pace. At our rate, we wouldn't have to consider going to sleep for another twenty-four hours. Oblivious to the constant movement and incessant chatter around us, we pecked at each other like hungry newborn chicks. We had to have looked foolish: two middle-aged romantics ogling each other in a public place. If we had been teenagers, we might have left and necked in a parked makeshift room on the side of the road.

sexie, loved your description. Seems you and I were on the same wavelength.

Peace,

daughter

 

[alltherage]

If its a guy the first thing I do after he passes through the metal detector is have the security guy check his shoes for bombs.

I will be wearing my flack jacket at least until he is through secruity check point one.

I think we will have twinkies for dinner(that way he can see just what messy eaters my kids are)

I think instead of Barry White a little Barney will do.

Now if it is with a woman. I am renting a condo for the night. Dinner will be something very chewing and licky. I am wearing a something conservatively revealing. Ani DiFranco is playing. At some point the fact that dawn is approaching will require us to nap for at least 20 minutes. It will be my honor to be her personal alarm clock.

 

[seXieleXie]

Re: Re: Re: Heh.

sexie, loved your description. Seems you and I were on the same wavelength.

Peace,

daughter

daughter, your description stirred this very happy memory. it was the best first date i've ever had.

 

[TigerClaw]

.....

.....

 

[Aphrodisiac]

Okay, you've finally made a connection. It's your first date. Dinner's at your place. What do you cook? What do you wear? How does the evening progress? How does it end?

Details, people. This date matters to you. How do you make sure it makes an impression on your new interest?

Is someone playing Barry White?

Alice

Hmmm ... my first date would go some thing like this :

Dinner @ my place would take place outside ... I fire up the grill and grill up some chicken ... marinated in my own special recipe, tossed salad and baked potatos.

My attire would be casual ... shorts, tshirt and my sandals.

The evening would start with dinner .... then move over to my hammock and break out some ice cold Shiner Bocks. Just have a relaxed evening ... no pressure and simply enjoy one another's company.

No Barry White ... too serious more like some " Mana " and some "Juanes " thrown in the mix.

 

[daughter]

Maybe it's just your definition

Tiger, that's trippin' me up. You and love did have a first date. You met online. You met in person. Are you going to keep this issue confined to some narrow definition of 'date? Hey, ain't mad atcha.

And folks think I'm too serious. LOL love is clearly crazy about you and your ways apparently.

I know what that's like. My sweetie is everything I should have dreamed of.

The distance sucks, but the relationship is worth it. Wish you well.

Peace,

daughter

 

[lovetoread]

Re: First Date....

the first time we cybered

Uh Tiger..there is a way to share TOO much info on the boards...

<Laughing>

Daughter I think its a male thing. I consider our first date to be a im session that lasted like 8 hours or so.

Anyone that can talk to me that long is a keeper.

 

[daughter]

marathon conversations

Daughter I think its a male thing. I consider our first date to be a im session that lasted like 8 hours or so.

Anyone that can talk to me that long is a keeper.

What? You've done that, too. LOL Well, we didn't talk that long but close. Carried on like crazed teen for weeks. Averaging 3 hours of sleep for a couple weeks was not good. Daughter was going to work stupid from sleep deprivation. Of course, I was also grinnin' and in a very good mood so folks weren't complainin'.

A keeper? 18 months, baby!

Peace,

daughter

 

[TigerClaw]

.....

.....