Loren Goes To White Castle
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Valentine's Day is not a real holiday. Period. I don't see why I should spend $100 or more on dinner. $100 or more on a gift, ok, not a meal.
I always joke with my wife on her birthday that I'll take her anywhere she wants to eat... as long as it has a drive thru.

The Story:
I don't know how I became aware of this, but White Castle was taking reservations for Valentine's Day. As they describe it:

"Make your Valentine's Day STEAMY! Take your Valentine to White Castle on Tuesday, February 14 between 5 p.m. and 8 p.m and enjoy hostess seating, candlelit dining and your own server. Reservations are required, so check the list below for participating Castles near you!"

Sounded good to me, so I made reservations for 7:15.

The Set Up:
White Castle in Italian is "Castillo Bianco." So that's what I told her, we were going to Castillo Bianco for dinner.

Valentine's Day:
I got home from work and my wife was getting ready for our big night out. She had her nails done, took a shower, dried and straightened her hair, put on "night-time" makeup and got all dressed up.
Next step was the gift exchange. She gave me an XM Radio (which I am returning) and I gave her a Yankee t-shirt, chopsticks, jellybeans and some hair things. Grand total of about $26.
So next we get in the car and head out to the restaurant. Halfway though the trip I hit a pothole (on purpose) and start to complain that my car is driving funny. I jerk the wheel this way and that, take my hands off the wheel and steer right with me knee. Just as we are approaching White Castle I say, "I think we have a flat" and I pull into White Castle's parking lot to take a look. I get out and start kicking the tires, and then I get her out of the car and point out the "flat."

I brought my digital camera along to document the evening.
Video 1 is just as we get there and I take her out of the car.
Video 2 is us ordering dinner.
Video 3 she is on the phone with her mom complaining.
Video 4 is her having a giggle fit.

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The End:
For being such a good sport I gave her the real gift the next night, a ring from Tiffany's.