We finally made it to the Italian restaurant To the Herbs in Namba Parks. I’d been there two time before (once by myself, and once with Anna), and we’d actually put in the effort to go there for Firefly Sundays on two separate occasions and came up empty. We’ve been running out of stuff to try and I think we’re all a bit tired of our usual fare so we decided it was worth the wait.
I really like To the Herbs. Every time I go there, I always think it’d be a nice place to go on a date. What is it about Italian restaurants and dates? Where did it come from and when did it start? I mean, even before Olive Garden became super popular I think people went on dates to Italian restaurants — just look at Lady and the Tramp.
It could be I couldn’t help thinkig about such things tonight because it was just four of us: Mike, Anna, Phil and myself. Kinda double datey, desu ne? I had given Steve a hard time earlier in the day for ditching me and leaving me alone with the couples; then Nikki ended up not feeling well…and then there were four.
Anyway, the point is it was a pretty swanky restaurant to me.
I don’t know why, but tonight’s dinner was really cool. Maybe it was the atmosphere, maybe it was the company…I really can’t figure it out and I guess when it’s all said and done, it really doesn’t matter. It was wicked cool.
It’s as simple as that.
FACT*: Italian restaurants are date locales since 1977 and that Billy Joel song. :p
*Not A Fact