Hungry For You
A buddy and I went to dinner in Palo Alto, and afterwards went looking for a place to drink. Of course, this being Palo Alto, that meant we could have swilled beer with college kids, drank cocktails at an empty bar of an upscale Indian place, or paid through the nose at a happening wine bar.
Alas, we went the vino route.
Yes, this is the wine bar where I’ve met lonely housewives, and husbands wanting to watch. It’s a crazy f***ing place. Too much money. Too many unhappy people. Too dimly lit (I can’t read the menu!) But what’s a middle-aged guy to do when he wants to have a drink and chat with a friend? (That beer-swilling college bar is looking better by the moment! Older men younger women relationships come about for a reason!)
We sidled up to the bar next to a couple of attractive (married) middle-aged women who were paying their check and about to leave. To our left were two middle-aged men drinking wine and chatting up a young blonde hottie. I guessed she was 26, at most.
The blonde was standing next to an empty barstool. “Do you want this seat?” I asked, ever the gentleman.
“No,” she said. Then she turned back to the two men.
Fine, they had a little tête-à-tête going on. The men clearly saw her as sport. And for all I knew, she saw them as sport, as well. She was holding her own well enough.
We ordered our wine and were chewing the fat when all of a sudden, the blonde turns to me and says, “You smell like dinner.”
WTF? I hadn’t eaten garlic or anything stinky like that. And I actually think the wine bar kitchen was heating up some hummus at the time. “You sure it’s me?” I asked.
“Yes, I can smell it on your clothing.”
“Sorry about that,” I said.
“No, it smells good.”
I looked over at the two middle-aged men who’d been hitting on her. They were still sitting there, still in the game. But one of them looked at me and made eyes to suggest that this blonde woman was a little off, and he didn’t care. i.e. he welcomed me to the nutso game of chasing her. He and I both knew we were too old to be hitting on her, but she seemed more than happy to play a wide-open field. More power to her. And us.
“Did you eat dinner tonight?” I asked.
“No,” she said.
“Are you hungry?”
“Very. And you smell good.”
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Comment by Nicki
| January 14th, 2010
I love your stories. They make me laugh. And today…just what I needed.
Comment by BigLittleWolf
| January 14th, 2010
Quite literally in search of a meal ticket! (Or you have a very special cologne.)
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Comment by MommaSunshine
| January 14th, 2010
LOL
I remember reading somewhere once that the smells that turned men on the most were those relating to food – I think vanilla was at the top of the list. Sadly, I can’t remember what the scent was for women…but apparently you must have had it goin’ on! heh.
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Comment by krn
| January 14th, 2010
*sniff* I don’t smell a thing, Dad’s.
He he. Funny story. I bet you also smelled like a very good bottle of vino, too. Right after she ordered a main course, I predict this would have come next.
Comment by Travis
| January 14th, 2010
I’ve had the “Do you smell chocolate?” conversation after trying out Axe’s Chocolate body spray one time.
That got interesting.
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Comment by T
| January 14th, 2010
Wha?!? Chocolate body spray for men?!? YUM! I’m sure that got interesting Travis!
Ah David… you can’t help but attract, can you? And I love that you left the story WIDE open after that. ;)
So tell us, where did you guys go to eat prior to visiting that wine bar?
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Comment by Cece
| January 14th, 2010
I bet you smelled more like money than anything!
Cece
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Comment by Keith Wilcox
| January 14th, 2010
How do these things end up happening to you? I went Line dancing once when I lived in Oklahoma and wound up being given a rose by a gay cowbody. That’s about the only story I’ve got :-)
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Comment by Rob
| January 14th, 2010
LOL. Great story. So did you give her some dinner. LOL.
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Comment by Heather
| January 14th, 2010
LOL so that’s what I smelled last night!
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Comment by Mindy/Single Mom Says...
| January 14th, 2010
Lol @ Rob!
Yeah David, did you give her some dinner?? ;)
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Comment by ZenMom
| January 14th, 2010
So did you get a phone number from your little gourmet?
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Comment by Danielle
| January 14th, 2010
What does dinner smell like?
Ditto Rob and Mindy. Inquiring minds want to know.
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Comment by Elizabeth
| January 14th, 2010
So did those guys ask to watch? (grin)
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Comment by Elizabeth
| January 14th, 2010
I guess posts like these are why I keep running into that “adult content” warning from NetNanny. But darn it, I’ll keep visiting!!!
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Comment by Sandra
| January 14th, 2010
Like everyone else, I would like to know if you fed Ms. Blonde Hottie.
I’ve said a lot of wierd things to men while I’m out. But I have never told a man that he smelled like food. That’s tacky.
This totally made me laugh.
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Comment by saint nobody
| January 14th, 2010
since david’s not talkin’, maybe we should start placing bets. my money is on “no dice.” :)
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Comment by dadshouse
| January 14th, 2010
Ha. My buddy and I ate dinner at an Italian place before we got to the wine bar, so I didn’t eat more dinner there. Now then, this woman was hungry for my scent. Did she get a nibble? Was I fresh? Did she get burned? That’s what you’re asking, right? haha
Comment by mama llama
| January 14th, 2010
heh. That was good.
I’m with saint nobody. :) Fun stuff!!
Be well, Dads.
Oh, and watch what you, um, eat.
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Comment by Lance
| January 14th, 2010
What did you have for dinner? Unless you were bathing in it there’s no way she could have smelt it. Obvious come on. I would have been on that like white on rice.
And, too, being middle aged is simply a state of mind!
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Comment by Just Me...
| January 14th, 2010
Well, did she have you for dinner? :D :D
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Comment by Laura
| January 14th, 2010
I think you need to move dude! The pool of women you have is scary :-p
Does provide for great blogging though :)
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Comment by Ginger Magnolia
| January 15th, 2010
What we really want to know is, did you give her a taste of David?
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Comment by Sandy
| January 15th, 2010
You smell like dinner??! There’s a line you don’t need to remember. I hate it when I leave a restaurant smelling like food. Can’t imagine it smells all that good to anyone else either. Strange….
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Comment by ilinap
| January 20th, 2010
So what was for dessert?