Top 5 Most Romantic Dates in the past 18 Months. Hint: They’re all with Ashley.

1. Valentine’s Day 2009, Boston: We stayed at the Park Plaza Hotel (room service? Don’t mind if we do), bought matching cubic zirconia earrings, walked on a frozen pond (Ashley fell through, no big deal), brunched at Cheer’s and shared a clam chowder at Anthony’s. Oh and, who could forget that time we were mistaken for a nice lesbian couple celebrating V-Day together.
2. Saturday nights watching indie movies at the Angelika Theater: These nights were decidedly more classy than that time we snuck champagne into the regular movie theater, less classy because of all the popcorn and those Dibs you can’t eat before they start melting.
3. The night we dined like kings! Or mermaids, whatever: What will two combined gift certificates to Blue Water Grill in NYC get you? All the seafood, wine and gossip you can stand. Our table was overflowing with oodles of crab legs, lobster claws and mussel shells, also our cups runneth over a little bit.
4. A perfectly tasteful evening that got real hood, real quick: After a quiet evening watching the Knicks get killed. After not one but TWO foot long hot dogs (yes, with nacho cheese. No, I don’t want to talk about it). After a quick pit-stop at Fat Cat for PBR and ping pong. We hopped in a cab to call it a night, after all, it was only Wednesday. The cabbie tries to pull a fast one on us; he says no credit cards (only Ashley already paid via visa). Anyway, we got into a screaming fight with said cab driver, names were called and since he followed us, we were forced to go to the Blind Pig for refuge. We stayed until 4:30am, you know, until the coast was clear. That cabbie messed with the WRONG girls.
5. Midnight songwriting sessions: Because when you’re in a committed relationship, as Ashley and I are, it’s not always the big events that are noteworthy. Sometimes just sitting on the floor of our 2nd Avenue apartment (in a room no bigger than our work cubicles) and writing songs is pretty darn romantic too. And if it weren’t for Ash’s rhyming dictionary, we may still not know what rhymes with cement.
   

*Authors note: Ashley and I were worried that working together, living together, traveling together, eating together, partying together and couching together would get wearing and that, eventually, our honeymoon phase would end. It totally didn’t. Ipso facto, on Saturday we have our ‘once-in-a-lifetime’ date (sigh): Saturday Night Live this weekend. Yeah, we’re also planning on going to a fancy restaurant pre-SNL and then drinks at the Pig after.