On our first date Megan and I went to the Blue Plate Cafe where we painted some ceramics to be glazed and put in a kiln. On that day one year later, I asked Megan if she wanted to eat at Fire and Ice in Middlebury to celebrate our one year anniversary. I had already planned on Megan saying yes so I made reservations for one of our favorite restaurants ahead of time. We had been here before on Megan’s birthday and the wait staff came out with dessert singing “Happy Birthday” to her and took a picture of the embarrassing moment.
So we arrived at the restaurant and I told Megan I had some coffee samples to drop off (good thing I sell coffee for a living) and I brought in a box of coffee to give to the restaurant. Buried under coffee at the bottom of the box were some directions along with a plate. A plate that I had painted bright blue a few weeks prior at the Blue Plate Cafe. We enjoyed a great meal and we decided to split a Frozen Mud Pie for dessert. As the waitress walked to our table with the dessert I was relieved to recognize my blue plate under the pie we ordered.
Megan commented on how much she liked the plate as the waitress put it down in front of her and I tried not to smile. So a very painful 15 minutes passed on as I watched the slowest eater on earth attempt to tackle this frozen mud pie. I was eating too, but not enjoying the dessert as I was working. My job was to keep the fudge and melting ice cream away from the center of the plate without being caught.
Then finally it happened, Megan was grabbing another fork full when she noticed her name in the center of the plate. She pushed the dessert to the side and read “Megan Will U Marry Me”. She was suddenly overwhelmed with emotion and covered her bright red face. Now that she receive written warning, I decided to ask her verbally to marry me and she answered “Of Course!” while still covering her face. So… I waited patiently on one knee with a ring in my hand for her to open her eyes, or should I say the rest of our life.
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