I know, I know, what’s not to love, right? Just picture it: nighttime, a table for two (or more), candles, somewhere the delicate song of a violin is carried our way by the cool (or warm) evening breeze. I’ll tell that joke I know. C’mon, it’ll be great! Just think about all the…hey, wait! Where are you going? No don’t turn the page to Mat! Dammit.