OK. Fine. I didn't REALLY go out with Harry from SATC but the guy was his twin in more ways than just looks. Adam is Jewish, completely bald, a lawyer, and completely quirky. Definitely the quirkiest guy I've ever gone on a date with.
After 7 weeks of trying to plan a first date (things kept coming up) we finally went out this past Saturday night. We met at Molyvos, a Greek restaurant on 7th Avenue between 55th and 56th Street. I was a little early because I took the train in so I had a drink at the bar (Santorini Sunset) which was absolutely fantastic and just the right drink to losen me up a bit for the date.
He arrived and we said hello and quickly told the hostess we were there and sat down at our table. We were chit chatting which is a good thing but he interrupted so that we could order. We shared a Greek salad and the Greek spread sampler which were both fantastic. We continued on with the main course and a glass of wine each.
Everything went fairly well aside from one major issue (which could have been due to nerves): He'd ask me a question and about a quarter of the way through my answer he'd interrupt me! I was getting a little annoyed. Even if he didn't ask me something specific, he'd always interrupt me when I was talking. I don't think I got a full sentence out the entire night.
After sitting at the dinner table for 2.5 hours, we didn't see anything on the dessert menu that peaked our interest so we left. He quickly asked how I was getting back to Penn Station and I said a cab and he quickly hailed one. This was after saying he had a fantastic time and wanted to see me again.
Do you ladies see something awkward with this? As per what I'm used to, normally if dessert on the menu was nothing decent, we'd go elsewhere for dessert or maybe even another glass of wine. We didn't do that. He quickly put me in a cab.
I'm going to give him one more chance. Maybe he was nervous. We shall see.