You're probably wondering what happened on my date Monday night with the grocery boy, aka the face of supreme beauty, aka Zack, the assistant manager at the Hy-Vee.
I picked him up in the check-out line on Saturday afternoon, and invited him over for dinner. I planned to serve chicken a l'orange, arugula salad, and fried plantains.
Zack arrives. I invite him to sit down in the living room while I finish the chicken and make the salad.
The chicken can simmer for awhile.
I'm not usually into anal, but who can say no to that face?
I ask Zack to start on the salad while I finish the chicken and heat the casserole.
I don't even know his last name yet.
I'm usually good for just once a night, but....
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