Category: first date


February 1st, 2012 — 9:31pm

When it comes to first dates, it’s safe to say the whole point is for two people to get to know each other. Which is why I remain baffled whenever I encounter someone who perceives it more as the chance to have an audience of one.

Over the years, I’ve had a handful of first dates during which the guy pretty much monopolized the entire conversation. There was the once engaged bachelor who, clearly still in heartbreak mode, opted to share chapter and verse about what precipitated the breakup. Or the chatty piano player who barely let me get a word in edgewise, later admitting via email that he tends to talk a lot when he’s nervous. Both completely understandable scenarios – unlike my outing with an OkCupid member the other night.

His profile was so well written and detailed that I didn’t think too much about its copious length. Especially since his introductory email managed to sound flattering yet sincere. When we spoke on the phone, he spent most of our 20-minute chat telling me about his extensive wine expertise. Though this was a major clue into how much he likes to hear his own voice, I opted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was nervous, I told myself. And, after all, aren’t we thirtysomething women often accused of not giving men a fair chance?

So I meet Mr. Wine Expert for drinks. Not surprisingly, he selects a perfect venue in Midtown — a unique hybrid of wine bar and sports bistro that was comfortably quiet on this particular night. I compliment him on being a connoisseur, to which he replies with an explanation of the word’s true origin and that it doesn’t always have a positive connotation. And then, for the next two hours, he did not stop talking. About the differences between grape varietals, what makes beer Belgian, why he speaks several languages and why he hates being asked what his favorite restaurant is.

I tried a few times to interject, but each time he made sure the conversation reverted squarely back to him. As I sat there, I couldn’t help wondering – would this monologue ever end? And, more importantly, how could I make a fast exit in time to get home and watch the SAG Awards?

The one redeeming part of the evening? I only missed the first 20 minutes of the awards.

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July 21st, 2010 — 8:25pm

Last night, I went out with Ethan, the bachelor selected for me on . Though Ethan was my first choice, I wasn’t sure what to expect — given that it was a bit challenging to schedule a date with him.

Old Town: Ethan and I had a quick bite at this venerable bar in Gramercy

After the show on Thursday, Ethan informed me that the weekend wasn’t an option because he had to rest his voice for a performance (he’s an opera singer). When I suggested Monday at 7:30pm, he said that would be too late for him (he walks his dogs daily at 6am). So we settled on Tuesday at 6:30 — for an hour (he had a family dinner to attend).

Thankfully, Ethan did manage to strike up some interesting conversation, confirming my initial impression of him as being worldly, witty and well-educated. It’s not every day that you hear someone use the word canard when they’re referring to a little white lie. And I liked that he had a cocktail waiting for me when I met him at Old Town, a historic bar in Gramercy.

The most unexpected moment came when Ethan asked–

“Have you ever had a relationship go up in flames?”

After taking a quick mental inventory of the eight or so serious relationships I’ve had, I was happy to tell him that most fizzled out quietly. We compared notes on stalking exes, and how the advent of technology makes it far too easy to engage in a multimedia assault post-breakup.

Before Ethan rushed off to his family affair, we talked about our mutual affection for traveling. He mentioned having several friends in Europe that he’d be glad to connect me with during my across the pond.

Coming up…more details about the European Dating Blitz!

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March 8th, 2010 — 2:24pm

Friday, after a delightful lunch at Superior Pho in Chinatown, I met up with Chris and we headed over to the

All Smiles At The Rock Hall: Chris took this picture of me

Director of Communications Margaret Thresher gave us a warm welcome and helpful tips on how to make the most of our visit – beginning with a viewing of the engrossing 20-minute “Mystery Train” film. Stringing together archival footage from various periods, the movie traces the history of music through to the birth of rock n roll.

With seven floors of exhibition space spanning 150,000 square feet, there was plenty to take in. Among the highlights – John Lennon’s Sgt. Pepper’s jacket, Jimi Hendrix’s crib sheet for “Purple Haze,” and an amazing Bruce Springsteen exhibit. Interesting tidbit: the Boss got his big break here in Cleveland.

Throughout our visit, Chris and I held hands, stealing kisses here and there and marveling at the ease of our chemistry with each other.

We capped off our delightful afternoon with some pictures in front of the Rock Hall. Chris dropped me off at the and I geared up for the action-packed weekend ahead. Days and dates don’t get any better than this.

Up next…an interesting take on Cleveland’s singles scene from date #4 and behind the scenes of a swanky Oscar party.

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March 4th, 2010 — 3:18pm

Tuesday afternoon, Brittany and Sherry of the ‘s sales team gave me their take on being single here.

Single In Cleveland: Me with (from left) Marriott Downtown sales staffers Sherry and Brittany

Like other locals I’ve talked to, they told me that there’s not a lot of casual dating. And that the dating that does happen is very seasonal.

“The weather is the worst part of dating in Cleveland,” Brittany said. “No one wants to go out in the winter.”

Both ladies raved about the many opportunities for networking here — this is definitely a town of friendly, approachable people.

After parting company with them, I headed back up to my suite and got ready for my date with 37-year-old Ohio native and foodservice marketing manager David.

David and I connected on Match.com and exchanged a series of lively emails before meeting up. Following a quick drink at , we took a cab over to one of the crown jewels in Cleveland’s impressive gastronomic arsenal.

Celebrity chef Michael Symon’s signature restaurant lives up to its storied reputation and then some. Inviting atmosphere, first class service and a menu that is out of this world. In other words, the perfect backdrop for falling into easy conversation — which is exactly what David and I did.

Over a round of Sauvignon Blanc at the bar, we talked about our shared Hispanic heritage (my grandparents were from Ecuador and Puerto Rico, he’s of Spanish descent) and our mutual love of travel.

Once we were seated, David filled me in on his passion for all aspects of the culinary world and we pored over Lola’s mouthwatering menu. Among our selections — braised Berkshire ‘bacon’ to start, arctic char with celery root and proscuitto and for dessert, pound cake French toast with maple-bacon ice cream. Incredible.

After dinner, we both headed downstairs to the bathroom. Upon emerging, David pulled me into a kiss.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for awhile,” he said with a smile.

Up next…all about the rest of our date, including an unexpected “Sex And The City” moment.

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November 1st, 2008 — 8:47pm

When you go on a date with someone you meet online, you never know what exactly you’re in store for. The other night, I enjoyed the pleasant surprise of a date who was even more intriguing than his profile.

A 40-year-old British-born corporate guy turned journalist, S had sent me an “Icebreaker” email through college and university alum networking site TheSquare.com.

TheSquare.com: An Icebreaker email exchange through this site led to a delightful date

We met at Houndstooth pub, a new venue in NYC’s Garment District, to find out if phone chemistry would translate into a real-life connection.

Over a shared plate of chicken quesadillas, S and I discovered a mutual affinity for Harry Potter, and for the adrenalin rush of covering the news. He asked me if I ever miss being a TV reporter and I was happy that, four years after leaving my former profession behind, my answer is still no. That said, I couldn’t help being tickled pink when S said he wouldn’t hesitate to put me back on camera if he had his own TV station.

After two hours of engaging conversation, we decided to call it a night. A true gentleman, S offered me his arm as he escorted me to a cab and gave me a parting kiss on the cheek.

Though it remains to be seen whether S and I will go out again, one thing’s for sure — there’s something about a guy with an accent.

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November 1st, 2008 — 3:47pm

When you go on a date with someone you meet online, you never know what exactly you’re in store for. The other night, I enjoyed the pleasant surprise of a date who was even more intriguing than his profile.

A 40-year-old British-born corporate guy turned journalist, S had sent me an “Icebreaker” email through college and university alum networking site TheSquare.com.

TheSquare.com: An Icebreaker email exchange through this site led to a delightful date

We met at Houndstooth pub, a new venue in NYC’s Garment District, to find out if phone chemistry would translate into a real-life connection.

Over a shared plate of chicken quesadillas, S and I discovered a mutual affinity for Harry Potter, and for the adrenalin rush of covering the news. He asked me if I ever miss being a TV reporter and I was happy that, four years after leaving my former profession behind, my answer is still no. That said, I couldn’t help being tickled pink when S said he wouldn’t hesitate to put me back on camera if he had his own TV station.

After two hours of engaging conversation, we decided to call it a night. A true gentleman, S offered me his arm as he escorted me to a cab and gave me a parting kiss on the cheek.

Though it remains to be seen whether S and I will go out again, one thing’s for sure — there’s something about a guy with an accent.

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July 19th, 2008 — 9:00pm

Earlier this week, my friend Cindy and I went to see the latest incarnation of Damn Yankees, a musical that first debuted on the stage back in 1955. This revival more than lived up to the show’s long and storied history, delivering a Tony Award-worthy good time from start to finish.

The tale of Shoeless Joe Hardy, a fictional baseball fan who makes a deal with the devil to help his favorite team beat New York’s Bronx Bombers, Damn Yankees sparkles with snappy dialogue and such beloved Adler & Ross showtune classics as “(You Gotta Have) Heart” and “Whatever Lola Wants.” The show’s three stars shine with home-run performances that had all of us in the audience cheering and laughing right through to the last curtain call.

Hunky Cheyenne Jackson, on a break from his role as lovable lunkhead Sonny Malone in Xanadu, brings a soulful sweetness to Shoeless Joe, capturing Joe’s longing for the wife he’s separated from. Jane Krakowski is at her bombshell best as Lola, the seductress who has her sights set on Joe. Sean Hayes of “Will & Grace” steals the show as Applegate. His pitch-perfect delivery and charisma create a devil you can’t help falling in love with.

Like a slugger sliding toward home plate, the 2.5 hour running time of Damn Yankees races by, thanks to the show’s talented cast. By the time they took their final bow, my cheeks were almost sore from smiling so much.

Damn Yankees‘ three-week run wraps up on July 27th. If you’re looking for a night at the theater that will leave you with a perma-grin, this is the ticket.

Up next, a review of Mamma Mia the movie and a cousin’s first date disaster with a secret service agent.

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July 19th, 2008 — 4:00pm

Earlier this week, my friend Cindy and I went to see the latest incarnation of Damn Yankees, a musical that first debuted on the stage back in 1955. This revival more than lived up to the show’s long and storied history, delivering a Tony Award-worthy good time from start to finish.

The tale of Shoeless Joe Hardy, a fictional baseball fan who makes a deal with the devil to help his favorite team beat New York’s Bronx Bombers, Damn Yankees sparkles with snappy dialogue and such beloved Adler & Ross showtune classics as “(You Gotta Have) Heart” and “Whatever Lola Wants.” The show’s three stars shine with home-run performances that had all of us in the audience cheering and laughing right through to the last curtain call.

Hunky Cheyenne Jackson, on a break from his role as lovable lunkhead Sonny Malone in Xanadu, brings a soulful sweetness to Shoeless Joe, capturing Joe’s longing for the wife he’s separated from. Jane Krakowski is at her bombshell best as Lola, the seductress who has her sights set on Joe. Sean Hayes of “Will & Grace” steals the show as Applegate. His pitch-perfect delivery and charisma create a devil you can’t help falling in love with.

Like a slugger sliding toward home plate, the 2.5 hour running time of Damn Yankees races by, thanks to the show’s talented cast. By the time they took their final bow, my cheeks were almost sore from smiling so much.

Damn Yankees‘ three-week run wraps up on July 27th. If you’re looking for a night at the theater that will leave you with a perma-grin, this is the ticket.

Up next, a review of Mamma Mia the movie and a cousin’s first date disaster with a secret service agent.

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