Saturday night I went to Troquet with my classmate and his boyfriend to have some great wine and conversation. It's rather difficult to get to know classmates, so it was nice to finally spend some time with RG. We discussed wines and restaurants, and we gossiped about classmates and professors.
The two guys were absolutely loving Troquet, surprised by how often they walked by and never went in. The restaurant is often missed with its small sign and its proximity to some of the wildest bars in Boston. The upstairs restaurant is usually busy, but the downstairs bar is often quiet, a perfect place to have conversation... a great spot for a date.
I was telling RG that Troquet is my one-hit wonder restaurant. I go quite often, but never with the same guy. The staff knows me all too well, and they most certainly find my dating quite entertaining.
Since I only go to Troquet one guy a time, it's no surprise that I hadn't taken any of my exes there... and I never thought in a million years I would ever run into one. But Saturday night, I did.
While lounging on the couch with the boys, a couple entering the restaurant caught my eye. A seemingly gorgeous black girl came in, followed by a slightly shorter but equally hot-looking white guy. I love inter-racial couples. As my eyes cames into focus, I excused myself from the boys and started frantically waving my hands at the couple calling them over.
It was Ex-Boyfriend... and his new girlfriend.
It's been almost 2 years since we had broken up. I broke up with him after I fell out of love. I tried to avoid him, but he insisted on being friends. Finally after a few months, I agreed. We hardly spent time together, but our friendship grew stronger, especially after Ex-BF started dating again.
I had heard wonderful things about his new girlfriend, and I was very excited to finally meet her. Ex- BF tried to stay cool, but he was visibly uncomfortable. I'm on my date with 2 gay men, and he's trying to have a romantic evening with his girlfriend.
(His girlfriend is beautiful and very sweet. We got along really well).
After they headed upstairs to eat, RG was dying to hear the gossip surrounding Ex-BF. I told him the truth. We had a great relationship for the most part. I think of him fondly, but I'm much happier not to be with him.
He most certainly wasn't a one-hit wonder, but I'm sure our chance meeting at Troquet will only be that one time.
Wednesday, 10 January 2007
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