A few moons ago, I was selected by a local restaurant to be the bachelorette for a dinner special featuring three suitors cooking their way to my heart.
It was my job to keep my identity hidden, enjoy the culinary delights and select a contestant based on the plate presented.
Each suitor came to my table, presented their plate, stayed for a few moments to talk and taste their plate and waited for the winner to be selected.
It was a wonderful night of laughs, wine and eating some new flavours I may not have made for myself. There wasn’t a love much, but at least it was fun!
The chosen candidate happened to also work for a community paper and his article is below.