Kiss me, you fool!

There are definitely benefits to being a single, unattached guy in the Big City on a Friday night. You know what I’m talking about… going to the Europa Bar and Restaurant… checking out the scene… and then ordering an enormous portion of garlic spaghetti.

Yep, the Europa makes a mean plate of “espagueti con ajo”, garlic spaghetti. And I when I say “mean” I mean “mean” in the most literal sense of the word: cruel, brutal, ruthless, harsh, and unforgiving. In other words, a garlic lover’s delight. In fact, the spaghetti itself is basically decorative. It’s there to keep people from having to feel silly while ordering “a plate of fried garlic, please.”

And while it is mouth-watering, it is also eye-watering. It is definitely not to ordered if you plan on kissing someone else later. Or even talking to someone else. Or even being in the same room as someone else. (My poor elevator operator was sobbing by the time we reached the 16th floor.)

In fact the Europa’s garlic spaghetti should be ordered only if:

You don’t mind being alone, or…

You don’t like the person you’re with.

There were two side benefits to my having ordered the garlic spaghetti this evening:

1. While I was dining, Ceasar the bartender put the Yankee game on TV, so I was able to watch New York thrash Boston at Fenway. (Thanks to Marisa for telling me about the game!) Although there were Red Sox fans in the room, I noticed that they kept their distance.

2. Tonight I can sleep with the apartment windows open without the slightest fear of being bitten by Guatemalan vampires.

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to brush my teeth before going to bed. Twice.