I have a confession to make. I like dining out, and not just because my wife can’t cook. Now that the disclaimer is out of the way, let’s get on with the story. My wife and I, like many couples, cherish those rare Saturday nights when we get to escape the domestic bliss and try a new restaurant. It was one of those evenings, the kind where everyone seems to be in a party mood.
I, in a rare moment of generosity, was feeling flush in the wallet. My wife, on the other hand, was feeling ravenous in the belly, and I do believe she was giving belly dancing a bad name. Seeing an opportunity to make a grand gesture, I asked her, "Do you want to eat out tonight?" Her eyes lit up with a resounding "YES!" and she, in a moment of pure romantic idealism, asked if we could have a candlelit dinner. I had to restrain myself from pointing out the obvious—who eats a candle for dinner? I expected more class from her, but alas, it was a Saturday night and expectations, much like our budgets, were flexible.
After a brief, but passionate, debate over the merits of candle consumption, we settled on a more traditional culinary approach. We turned to Google and Zomato, searching for a place that could satisfy our cravings. One place, in particular, with a menu that read like a forgotten language, caught our attention. Feeling adventurous and slightly ridiculous, we dressed up fancy and hailed a cab that would take us to this gastronomic temple.
The moment we stepped into the restaurant, I was immediately struck by the sheer volume of the place. There was chattering and clinks of plates, forks and spoons everywhere. I get a tad annoyed by noise and crowds. So I asked my wife if there were any tables that we could sit at, assuming it's a crowded night. Suddenly one man approached us and asked us the question we have been dying to hear - "Table for 2?" We acknowledged by saying "Yes". We were soon shown to our tables and the waiter started talking to my wife asking her if we preffered tap water or bottled water for drinking.
She prompted our choice. I felt so lonely and left out at that moment, all this while I thought after marriage we should make decisions after consulting each other on occasions where a decision has to be made. I know that I let her choose the color of the curtains at home, no questions asked but this is water for heavens sake!
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The menu was exhaustive and half the dishes had names that were imported from an alien planet. We decided to eat the most alien sounding dish just to feel cool but that plan flopped when we couldn't pronounce the name of the dish to the waiter. The waiter would have thought who let these retards out tonight. So we just pointed at the name of the dish on the menu and signaled one with our finger. My throat was getting dry so I tried reaching out for the glass of water at our table, bottled or tap I can't tell. Suddenly there was a clink and a shatter of glass and I had water spilt all over on my pants!
The entire restaurant, trust me, the entire restaurant just then decided to go mute and focus their entertainment on me. I was totally embarrassed at what I had done and very uncomfortable with water making it's way to my inners. The tissues didn't help the situation, although my wife tried really fast and hard to wipe me dry. I had to be patient with myself and wait till the water dried up by itself.
Did I mention that the restaurant had air conditioning running to the max?
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