I have a boyfriend. Can I say it any louder? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! He is cute and sweet and incredibly wonderful, and I'll talk about him for hours to anyone who will listen - namely other girls with boyfriends, who will only listen to me if I sit and listen to them talk about their boyfriends afterward. Thanks, Stephanie.
My new boyfriend is cause for celebration not because he is one of the few boys to like me - although thanks for thinking that - but because I've found it hard during the past two years, to navigate the U.Va. dating scene to figure out which guys are simply meant to be no more than friends with benefits (see: hookup buddy) and which ones are boyfriend material. Even when one person decides he or she wants to officially date the other, it becomes a question of how to cross the bridge from friends to more-than-friends. Once I decided I liked Ryan (whoops! There's his name in the paper, no going back now) and that I wanted to be more than just his friend, I wasn't exactly sure how to approach the situation. We were both in town during the summer, and I knew I liked him and I knew he enjoyed my company, but how was I supposed to transform our friendly relationship into something more?
First, I thought that the best way to become a bigger part of his life would be to befriend his roommate and other people close to him. And what better way was there to win over a bunch of boys in Charlottesville in the summer then through food, of course. I like to think I stole Ryan's roommate's heart before his own through a plethora of cupcakes, brownies and oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. It was summer. I had no job and I wasn't taking classes. There was nothing but free time. I would bake in the morning, call to say I had some fresh desserts and be at their place by the afternoon. Easy as that.
I also thought I could trick Ryan into going on a date by inviting him over to eat dinner with me. "I'm dying to try this new recipe," I said. "But it serves four and I just know the food will go bad if someone doesn't help me eat it."
So, he agreed to come for dinner and I cooked all day: linguine with ricotta cheese, saut
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