amandajo517

FH and I met in Culinary Arts school about three years ago. While we were camping this July in the same town that our alum was in we decided to go out for dinner so we didnt have to eat burnt hotdogs all weekend. Around 5:30p we decided to go to into downtown and find a restaurant on the walking mall. (the restaurant the culinary students run is on this mall) As we walked and peeked into the decorated windows of the small shops and restaurants of the small downtown we paused in front of the culinary arts restaurant. (this place is only open for lunch because some students have night classes. normally no one is here after 3p). To my suprise my FH opened the door to the school's restaurant. In my excitement of seeing one of my former teachers i forgot to be suspicious that she was in so late. She asked what we were doing and i replied that we were looking for a place to grab a bite to eat. She remarked that we should eat there...and as i said earlier this restaurant is only open for lunch not dinner. I chuckled and played along with what i thought was a joke. I followed my former professor and FH over to a table that looked (to my niave self) to be a display of a formal place setting. Table cloth, decorative plates, 6 or 7 forks, spoon, knife, bread plate, wine glasses, water glasses...the whole nine!!! As my FH sat at this table i looked at him and said " Are we really eating here??" To that he smirked and as he pulled my chair our simply said "Yes". This is where i bacame suspicious...BUT as i'm sure others of you have been victim to I have gotten myself in trouble for "assuming" things. SOOOOOO i simply let whatever was to happen, happen. As we ate dinner, prepared by one of the current students, and got waited on by our former hospitality professor, we chatted about the fun we had on the canoe earlier that day and what our plans were for the following days of our trip. Then before dessert he leaned back in his chair and told me that he had brought me back to the place we had met and grew together in love and education because it seemed like the only place to take our relationship to the next level. As i tried to digest what was going to happen next, before i could say anything in one swift move he had slid out of his chair and onto his knee with a black velvet ring box he had pulled out of his pocket. As he opened that box he asked me to marry him. I was so excited and overjoyed i said yes and as he stood up to embrace me in his relieved, loving arms, i sat in my chair looking at my new prescious stones that were just revieled to me. He said to me as nicely as he could...."Get up and Hug Me!!" :) i quickly lept into his arms and kissed him all over his face! Little did i know he had called our former hospitality professor a few weeks before and set the whole thing up!!! It was terribly romantic and its a story i will definatly tell to our family, friends, and eventually  children and grandchildren.