Dennis skimmed
through the menu and quickly made his selection. Prime New York Strip Steak with
sides of Garlic Mashed Potatoes and Sautéed Mushrooms. No need for a starter
with a heavy meal like that, but what wine would be appropriate? A Sonoma
County Cabernet Sauvignon or a Pinot Noir? Admittedly, he could hardly
distinguish one red from another, but from experience, he knew the right wine
would make his steak dinner all the more enjoyable.
Bianca—that was
his companion's name. Let's recap how they had met, he thought, as she concentrated
on her menu. A blind date set up by mutual friends. He had been hesitant at
first, but they insisted. He needed to get back in the game, they said, but he was
still raw from his breakup with Mona.
Bianca. As she
perused the menu, he smiled. She had an alluring face, green eyes, and shoulder-length
blond hair. Quite attractive, actually. He knew absolutely nothing about her;
that would soon change. His friends assured him she wasn't a vegetarian; that was
why he booked a table at this upscale steakhouse, with its somewhat snobbish
upholstered chairs, white linen tablecloths, and smartly uniformed staff. Seeing
the overpriced entrées on the menu, he hoped the meal would be worth the
expense.
Bianca's eyes went
wide as she flipped through the menu pages. "Let me see…" she said.
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"The Menu" is on page 14 of Issue 58.
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