Proposal

On New Years Eve 2003, my now husband took me for a night on the town. He pulled strings and got us a reservation at Tribute in Farmington Hills. This restaurant closed in 2009, but for many years, it was quite the landmark... often making the list of top 50 restaurants in America.

It was something. I don't think I had ever been in a restaurant quite like this before. We had an entire team of wait staff. Each team is dedicated to serving just one table. Their whole goal is to pamper you and give you a night to remember. Which they did.

We ate fancy French cuisine. It was like course after course of deliciousness, presented in such a pretty way. Almost too pretty to eat, but eat we did.

When it was time for dessert, the wait staff carried out covered silver platters to present to us. In turn, they each lifted the lids from their respective platters... when the final lid was lifted, there sat a beautiful diamond ring surrounded by flower petals. A platinum ring with a canary yellow diamond. My heart jumped. (Later, my husband would say he chose a canary yellow diamond because it was "cute" like me.) 

I looked into Walt's eyes... and he said (get ready for this)... "Well?"

No "Will you marry me?" No romantic overture or sentiment. Just "Well?" I think this is known as the No Nonsense Proposal. Get 'er done!

Maybe he was nervous.

Irregardless, my response was... "Well what?"

(That'll show him.)

And so he asked me to marry him and I said yes. And we kissed and the wait staff cheered and made a big production of it all. And we were too full to eat the pretty desserts. 

I love my canary yellow diamond. It's unique and different. I don't personally know anyone else who has one. Whenever I look at it, I think of frog leg soup and flower petals and a gorgeous man who chose me to be his wife.