A return to the Villa…**UPDATED**

To celebrate having known each other for four years (otherwise known as our dating anniversary – It’s sad that you have to give that up once you have a wedding anniversary…but whatever, I’ll bite), Dan surprised me with a return to the very place we first met: Pancho Villa.  I should have guessed that was where he was taking me as we drove out of Barrhaven and towards downtown, but I was a complete chatterbox and I forgot I was supposed to be sleuthing out our location, not talking his ear off.

The weather was certainly better than it was four years ago.  Last night was brisk and clear, where as on September 27th, 2002, it was pouring rain…and we all know what happens to my hair in the rain and humidity (which is why I’m still surprised that we made it to date two).  And though we noticed a lot in the area had changed over the years (the famed ‘Elbow Room’ is no more, the ‘Fire Station’ has been closed to make room for an attempt at an upscale martini bar and the yummilicious ‘Oh So Good’ has bid farewell to Elgin Street), Pancho Villa hasn’t changed a lick.  The menu is the same, the wait stafff seemed familiar and of all the tables in the place, we were seated right next to the table we first sat at together.  The only thing that really differed was the conversation, with more time was spent reminiscing than getting to know each other this time. 

We discussed replaying that first night, but a pub crawl with an Elgin Street Diner chaser at 3:00 am seemed less attractive this time around, pregnancy or no pregnancy.  So instead we enjoyed our DELICIOUS food and one drink instead of many, and then returned home in time for America’s Next Top Model. 

All in all it was absolutely perfect.  Especially when I found a troll in my refried beans.

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For all of you doubters/lack of imaginationers out there (I won’t mention any names)…I thought I would clearly outline my troll for you.  Tell me you can’t see him now.