So here is my encounter with Strawberry Rhubarb Parfait.
Verdict: Worthy of a second date. We didn't kiss on the front porch as we said goodbye, but I'm not going to delete his number just yet. I mean, I know we won't be forever, we have no romantic future ahead of us, but I also don't think that I need to dive into an open dumpster to avoid making eye contact should we pass each other on the street.
Who knows, we just might be summer BBQ friends if he proved to be cool in all the right ways...