For the 9th time, I watched “Behind Enemy Lines” on Friday night. A woman I met a few weeks ago invited me to dinner. I offered to take her out instead, but she wanted to stay in. I think she wanted me to taste her cooking. She definitely passed that test. Great cook. She asked me if I liked Italian. I told her yes, I did. She made her own spaghetti and meatballs with her own recipe of sauce and medium sized meatballs, which is the size I like. I twirled my spaghetti, which impressed her. We had cannoli’s and a cognac I never had. I saw the letters “XO.” Does that ring a bell? I generally drink Hennessy and never asked for any other, so it may be popular, but I never heard of it.
She showed the movie because she thought it would be one that I would really like. I guess she didn’t think I ever seen it, but I didn’t say anything. It’s kind if fake, but still a decent movie.