A happy Date Night for us with Tie o’ the Day. My shirt and black tie match, because Suzanne got ’em for me. I’m ready and willing to match occasionally, but only occasionally. And only for Suzanne. Here, we are leaving CousCous Grill at Station Park, in Farmington. I had the salmon, swimming in an insanely rich lemon caper sauce, served on a raft of falafel. The falafel was the opposite of awful. See, that sentence proves I’m a poet. And I know it. 🖋 📜