Man of La Mancha date night at Miceli's
Bud and I just got back from the perfect date night at this Italian restaurant called Miceli's in Hollywood (Sean, it's where you and I went during your visit, but it is so much more fun on a bustling Saturday night!). All of the waiters at this place sing all sorts of songs throughout the night. We were seated in the VIP area right smack in the middle by the piano and spotlight--closer to the action than even the one celebrity I spotted at a nearby table (that child actor-now-grown-up from Growing Pains--the one with the ringlets, not the eating disorder). The best part of the night was when our waiter, a distinguished-gentleman-looking mid-50's guy, started singing my favorite musical song, the Don Quixote Lord of La Mancha song. Another pudgier waiter joined in at the middle of the song to play and sing the part of Sancho, his trusty sidekick/squire. I just loved it all, and couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. Later on our waiter serenaded me with some love ballad I hadn't heard before, but wound up, of course, liking a lot. It was such a fun time...finished off with a perfectly divine (the right word) chocolate-chip-cookie-pie-a-la-mode. Mmmm.