A Quality Man

A Quality Man

A while back, after I got my hair done one night I was feeling pretty, and also craving the Lobster Salad at Nota Bene. So I thought why not go out and treat myself even though I was riding solo. I sat at the bar, ordered my dinner and out of no where I was approached by this tall gentlemen who was dressed in a nice suit and had a great smile. He opened the conversation with “I’m just about to order a bottle of wine” Being my fun flirty self I responded “would you like me too share it with you?” He laughed and thought I was a bit presumptuous. I knew he was looking for company and he didn’t want to eat alone so I accepted, and he joined me for dinner. His dinner had just reached the table when he asked the waiter to send it back to the kitchen until mine was ready as well. I thought wow this man is impressive. It’s not everyday you see a guy requesting that his New York Strip-loin be sent back to the kitchen, unless its overcooked of course.

We chatted and dined for about two hours enjoying a great bottle of red, which I totally forget the name of since he kept my attention the whole time. After we finished our entrees, he asked for the bill and without hesitation he threw done his Visa to cover both tabs. At this point I’m like this guy is super cool, a little older, but not creepy at all. I still had a little wine left in my glass when he got up and said he was headed to Yorkville for some dessert. He just put it out there, never asking me to join him. He was very classy and made my night a very pleasant evening. We exchanged business cards and I thanked him for a great night. The evening had ended with a warm handshake and he mentioned how it was a pleasure to meet me.

I was still kind of shocked by this man’s approach, to simply join a complete stranger for some good conversation/dinner and ask for nothing in return. Currently we remain friends, because he has proven that there are still quality men out there, who appreciate the company of an attractive female without attempting to get her in the sack.