Hold your thoughts! My blog is not becoming ‘R’ rated. Nor I’m ranting of my expectations. Read without prejudice.

Yesterday, I went with my team mates, a cute gal and another equally cute guy who is aspiring to be a model, to an Italian restaurant. Though she is a decade younger than me, I’m ‘innocence-personified’, compared to her! She beats me in being not-so-innocent. (LA, are you listening? )

It was somewhere middle of 6th or the 7th page of the cocktails menu, but somehow that is what I saw first, when the waiter handed over the menu. On the left side was ‘Screamy Orgasm’ and on the right side was ‘Honeymoon’! I couldn’t control my smile. They were sitting opposite of me and I handed over the menu to them, without mentioning what I saw. Guess what, she immediately noticed it and started to laugh as well. I wonder how someone will order these cocktails!

‘Sir, I’ll have a honeymoon and the lady will have a SO; by the way make it into two’

I just can’t think of such a request.

What started with laughter, continued interestingly. We talked (rather it was a non-stop non-sense from me) a lot. We ordered a Brut, a cheap imitation of Champagne. Food was okay, not so much as we expected. But the time was amazingly good. We left little after midnight.

Somehow after every good time I have, I miss KD, the best one I have known so far, with all the good things of Belgium.