It was around this time five years ago that Dario and I had our first date. We met up at SAIT, a post secondary institute near where I lived, and walked around talking, eventually going for tea at Weeds Cafe. I was smitten.

This evening Dario and I went for a walk and ended up at the Elephant House Cafe, where J. K. Rowling wrote the Harry Potter books. It's one of the only coffee shops open past 7:00 in this city. We drank lattes and shared a piece of pecan pie. When we had finished the pie, Dario licked the plate and got whipped cream in his beard. That's my fella.