Is that pretty young thang still keeping you up at night, cold and alone with only blue balls for company? What's a would-be Romeo to do? We at Food & Drink believe the answer is fairly simple. Wine and dine the bejeesus out of her, ass-muncher, and as they say, the rest is history.
With NSO a distant memory, maybe it's time to elaborate on your booty call in the Quad -- you know, have a conversation or something. Or maybe you're on your 14th freshman girl and still all you wanna do is bang "til you can't see straight. We don't judge. Whatever your story, we've done our best to bring you the tried-and-true recipe for romance, or at least a good precursor to the real plans for the evening.
In racking our poor brains for something genuinely heartfelt, some kind of experience that would leave us all starry-eyed and neo-idealistic, well, we couldn't really think of anything autobiographical per se. But then we came to our senses and recalled that scene from Lady and the Tramp, and honestly, can you think of anything more precious than a couple of mangy animals and a shared plate of linguine? Right, neither could we. Hence, this week we present the Italian BYO. (Yeah, and we kept it BYO because it's highly probable that you're either underage yourself and have a shit-tay fake, or you're an upperclassman with an underage date. Sicko.)
