Okay, I’ll admit it: I’ve done the French restaurant thing. I’ve even tried the home-cooked meal angle, which ended in smoke, tears, and Chinese takeout. Don’t wait until the last minute to come up with a game plan. Stick to your strengths: know what your date likes and keep it fun. If your babe’s favorite meal is burgers, why would you force her to eat sashimi so fresh it still blinks? […]
Let’s get real about San Diego restaurants: they can be a pain. If you’re feelin’ fancy enough to try a nicer place: a man in suspenders hands you a chalkboard with that day’s seasonal, hyper-local rabbit food options, and it ends up costing you an arm and a leg. If you don’t feel like going bankrupt for artisanal cabbage, your other options are greasy, hole-in-the-wall Mexican joints. Now, don’t get me wrong: I love a good burrito, but when it’s date night, you don’t want the morning after to require Pepto Bismol.