Second I have to admit that I do notice (and adore) a woman who orders meat on a date, but that’s because I won the Most Likely to Juice a Steak and Drink It award in college. Seriously though, assuming she hasn’t adopted the NY Times suggestion for appearances sake, it shows me what her comfort level is. And to me, food is incredibly important in a relationship.

But even more sexy is a woman who orders dessert while eating alone, as again, it shows either: 1) she doesn’t care about what others around her think, or 2) homegirl likes to eat. Both are great in my book. I was at a sushi bar recently and there was a young woman next to me who, when when handed the check, instead asked the server, “Wait. Do you have dessert?” I think I swooned.

Beta Mom, that’s a great question. I think it probably merits a whole post. Interesting.

The short version, I think, would be that if the dude is paying, he should be prepared for you to order whatever they have at the restaurant you’re at. I mean, he took you there.

And maybe I’m old fashioned (I AM older than you, Mrs. Lincoln) but yeah, I think the dude is probably paying. If it’s early enough to be worrying about what you order, yeah, I’d say he’s paying.

Of course, this is all in theory, as these days Beta Dad and I consider a night at the Chinese Buffet right fancy.

I’ll tell you this much, though. On a date, I order whatever I’m hungry for. I’ve even been known to order buffalo wings. Granted, that’s usually when I’m with someone I don’t intend to sleep with…

Oh, and MissEducation, you are not forgiven. I wish I could let that one slide, but sadly, no. (If I COULD forgive you, I might suggest that you wear your beefduds with a nice porkpie hat. But I’m not going to do that. Because I’ve got “class.”)