My husband and I made a bet when we flew back from Berlin. He thought we would get stuck in NYC and I said we would make it home. In the end, we made it home, although we were delayed 3+ hours.
Since I won, my husband had to take me out to dinner at a restaurant of my choosing. I was between Bravo and Rossini's - both Italian joints. We ended up at Bravo. The victuals were quite tasty and we drank some very potent red wine - luckily it didn't affect his golf game the next day. At the end of the meal, we indulged in some chocolate cake. Mmmm... I hope to be back at Bravo soon!