I would never forget our most memorable fine dining experience. It was at McDonalds Mindanao Avenue.
Disagree with me wholeheartedly, I don’t care. Say all you want. Yes, it was a McDo. An ordinary humble McDo to you I guess, the same McDonalds you see near the corner of your subdivision; the same giant “M” logo that produces that sickeningly consistent burger McDo taste; that same clown mascot grinning suspiciously at you as you enter their premises.
But it was OUR McDo. Hers and mine, ours. You’ll probably never get it, but it was ours nevertheless.
It was an hour and a half past midnight. The skies were pouring angrily at all of the poor earthbound creations, including the two of us mere mortals. We needed a place generous enough to let the dangers (and the incredible wetness) of the night to pass. They opened their doors to let us in.
The coziness and dryness inside was certainly welcome. We took a nice place around the corner, and chatted. And laughed. And fooled around. And laughed some more, with all our hearts. We talked about everything and nothing, about all and none, about cabbages and kings. About how much I love her, and how she does the same.
I love it when she set her wonderful, expressive eyes on me; she has her way of telling me she cares without uttering a single word. I know, I felt it deeply. Her lovely smile, a smile so magical I keep warning her to stop using at me lest I go into an unexpected trance, warmed the air so much that I never felt the harsh weather outside. And her arms wrapped around me assured me that she won’t let go, and this wouldn’t be the last dinner we’ll ever have.
It’s funny how I started with a single cup of coffee, and ended up falling in love with her. Again. And again.
The night and the rain passed without ever being noticed. The soft rays of sunlight that touched our intertwined hands signaled the end of our 6-hour dinner.
No place, nothing, could be as wonderful as Our McDo. Embracing your loved one on a chilly, rainy night, stroking her lovely hair as she tells her soul to you – find me a dinner that is finer than that.
