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When you go out for a romantic evening with your wife, you don't suppose that you will come back with a story that will make your drink foam out of your nose...I mean, that 's not the point of going out for a romantic dinner. Some nice quiet laughing is ok. Smiles are great and gazing is more what you have in mind.

Tonight we went out for a nice Italian dinner. Better than Olive Garden, not quite that little Italian place on the island where we honeymooned. Annie commented about half way through our dinner that the family over my left shoulder was "cute." I looked over to see the elementary aged boy talking excitedly to his mom and dad and a little baby looking over dad's shoulder right at me. They were "cute."

After the bread we waited for our food and chatted as the table next to us emptied and a rotund middle aged couple sat down to my left where Annie could not see them. After we had finished our food and were perusing the desert menu trying to decide between the tiramisu and the cannoli, the cute family left without our noticing. I'm not sure how long they had been gone before the elementary aged boy walked up by our table and was looking for something. I saw the afore mentioned rotund man reach down by his own seat (which was across his own table and facing the table which had previously been the "cute"family's) and hand the boy the family's sack of leftovers. The boy thanked him and left. I heard the man's wife say "well, you almost had them." and he sighed with a look of dissapointment, said "yeah," picked up his knife and fork and went back to his heaping bowl of pasta.

We went with the cannoli and since the couple was right over my wife's right shoulder I didn't share the story until our way out.

Reminded us of this commercial. Laughed pretty hard. Will definitely head back to that place again.