meet men, I guess I also have to disclose where hot girls in their mid-20s-plus go when scoping for gents. There are two places that are perfect -- YOLO in Fort Lauderdale and Tramonti in Delray Beach -- especially if you're out for a guy with money and not one of the many $30,000 millionaires.
I could do since many of the girls schlepped all the way up from
Aventura after I whined that I was so over the South Beach scene.
many of my buddies consider themselves budding paparazzi, responsible
for populating their Facebook sites with more photos than witty status
updates, they got busy snapping photos of one another while our plates
of silky gnocchi in pesto, baked clams, and Milanese-style veal
arrived. I coyly suggested to the dude-duo at the neighboring table
that perhaps they could impress us with their photography skills
and--voila!--Cupid's arrows began to fly.
Soon one of my brunette friends, let's call her Buffy, left her penne puttanesca behind to suck baked spaghetti in a creamy cognac sauceLady and the Tramp
-style with her new Italian boy toy and forgot all about the rest of us. Another of my crew took to his pal, who resembled Peter Scolari in theBosom Buddy
years. At least she seemed happy with her new find.
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Freelance writer Riki Altman eats everything that won't try and eat her first (with exceptions, of course) and dates younger men, older men, and older men who act like young men, along with locals, tourists, illegal aliens and just plain aliens. Love Bites is a compilation of what happens when her dining and dating ordeals collide. Sometimes, it just ain't pretty.