With Valentine's Day coming up this weekend, I've got romantic meals on the brain, and it naturally makes me think of the most romantic dinner I've ever had. Six years ago, my sweetheart and I had an impromptu dinner at a French restaurant in New York City.
Everything about it was perfect, from the outdoor garden with its trickling fountain to the thoughtfully prepared food. The service was impeccable.
As one diner strained to read her check, I noticed the waiter make the slightest, most inconspicuous adjustment to the lighting in the garden. The chef not only generously sent out dessert wine on the house, but he also graciously thanked us for coming as we were the last ones to leave the restaurant. Oh, and did I mention that I was completely head over heels in love?
The emotions surrounding that dinner were so unforgettable that, for the next two days, I felt like I was floating on a cloud. The restaurant is now closed, but that only makes my memory of the experience more sacred. Tell me: What was your most romantic dining experience ever?