[Malin] We were in Seattle, and had seen a restaurant called "How To Cook A Wolf," after a book by famed food writer M.F.K. Fisher (it's a metaphorical wolf). So after the hubbub of Emerald City Comic-Con, Rolo and I went there for Sunday night's dinner, just the two of us.

We had a lovely appetizer of fried almonds with focaccia bread, and a small plate that stretched the definition of bruschetta by putting shrimp and beans on toast. Though we were dubious that it was actually bruschetta per se, we did have to admit that the shrimp were perfectly cooked and the whole ensemble very tasty. The scallops with potatoes and green beans were also fresh and quite good. So even though we were full, we went ahead and ordered dessert.

And while we were waiting for our dessert to come, Rolo put a small box on the table, opened it to show a beautiful ring, and asked me to marry him.