The love stories we leave behind at restaurants
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The love stories we leave behind at restaurants
"I did not know Bob (yet). From my memory, Lisa spotted Bob at this soiree and liked what she saw. She thought Bob was handsome and talented. He was catering the event, so she got to see him in action, preparing and serving delicious food. She wrote her number down and left it for him. Lisa was shooting her shot, as they say."
"Later, when Bob put Lisa's number into his phone so he could follow up, he realized something strange: she was already in his contacts as someone named "LISA DUGOUT." What clicked for him at that moment was that years before this party, he had met Lisa at the Dugout Cafe, a dive bar on Commonwealth Ave near Boston University. They'd exchanged numbers back then, and even had a date."
Two twenty-somethings, Lisa and Bob, met at a Boston party years after an initial encounter at the Dugout Cafe near Boston University. Lisa, attracted to Bob while he catered the event, left her number for him. When Bob entered the number, he found Lisa already saved in his contacts as 'LISA DUGOUT' from their earlier meeting. Their reconnection led to dates and ultimately to a friendship that fit them better than romance. They became part of a broader social circle together. Passing the Dugout Cafe later evokes amusement about their serendipitous reconnection and the friendships that followed.
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