Dining • Culinary Shop
EVOO Cooking School


Hi! Lenore here, writing in Bob’s Blog. I know Bob as one of the most romantic men on the planet, but he probably wouldn’t think to write about this topic here. However, I have been anxious to share this with you since it happened a few weeks ago now. It all started when Tony called to make a reservation to bring his girlfriend, Honora to class, with a special request. (Oh a birthday, I thought, maybe a cake!) I said, ìSure!î He explained that they love to cook and last time Honora was here she enjoyed the evening so much that he thought this is the perfect place to pop the question! Ahhh!of course, I was hooked! A couple weeks before the date, Tony called again with his plan—weíll surprise her by presenting the ring as a course, on the plate, he said. Our staff would have to get the ring, figure out how to put it on the plate, switch plates during service, and make sure that plate is placed last! Tony requested this be done right away, the first course—because he was a little nervous and wanted to get it done to enjoy the rest of the evening! ( He must know she’ll say yes, I thought to myself. Finally the day was here. Linda and I practiced the hand off. Tony would arrive a little early, excuse himself to use the rest room, and when inside, place the ring in the locker marked, ìThyme,î as in ìthyme to do it!î That went like clockwork! Linda had the velvet bag of goods in her apron pocket. The first course was on trackóBob gargling wine and setting the plates. Time to serve—Linda positions herself behind the post, out of guestís view. Rebecca and I begin to serve, orchestrating the starting points so that Honora would be last. I picked up the last two plates to serve, and at the post, I hand off one food plate and take the plate Linda had readyóthe ring sitting now on top of the velvet pouch! I hold it high—place Tonyís plate first, and then, Honoraís. For a few seconds, she starred, hands over her mouth, so Tony picked up the ring, and started to explain his purpose for the charade! He said Honora has always known the way to his heart was threw his stomach, and itís their love of food and cooking that makes this moment so right; he bent down on one kneeóthe class gave a collective sigh of approval, and he popped the question! Honora, still a little stunned, teary eyed by now, and smiling, spoke for the first time, ìYES,î she said! Clapping, hooraying, and again, a collective, ìAhhhhh!î He did it! A magic moment shared with 20 others in an intimate space around the stove! Hot, really sweet, and hot!