Last weekend, my boyfriend and I had dinner reservations at a new spot in town. It had a really hip and cool vibe, so we decided to try it out. We made dinner reservations for inside, because it is the middle of November here and it is freezing. When we arrived, we walked into the nice, warm, heated bar and told the hostess that we had a reservation for two. She said that they had accidentally given our table away, but that we could sit outside under a heater. There were quite a few people outside, and not to kick up a fuss, we said that sure, we would do that. So, we sat outside under the heater and it wasn’t too bad. They also gave us some blankets, which was nice too. We enjoyed our drinks out there, but as soon as our food came out it turned ice cold in a matter of minutes, which we hadn’t thought about. It was at that point that we really, really wished we had stayed inside to eat, or had gone to a different restaurant because although the food was good, it was really not good cold. Also, with cold food, we just started to notice more how actually freezing cold it was outside, since we were eating cold food and clearly able to see all the guests happily dining inside under the heat. So, we didn’t stay long–no dessert or coffee or anything, and we ended up going home to cuddle up next to the heater and watch a movie.