Katy and I really like to go out to eat (Jim and Amy created monsters).  We’ve been trying to cook at home more, and doing a good job of it (all cred to Katy there), but we still really like to go out to eat.  We usually go to mid-range places, but we also like to plan a date night or random night out to a nice restaurant.  For me, it’s been all about the food, because I usually don’t get much out of the “fancy” experience at the really nice places.  Until recently.  A few months ago, we went to a place in Atlanta called Canoe for one of our first post-Ona nights on the town.  As the experience was getting started and the server was telling us the specials and such, I noticed I was all stiff and saying “emmm kay” and “oh, sounds fabulous” and basically not being myself.  It was like an epiphany and I suddenly realized I was always that way at swanky places.  When the server returned, I was all slouched in my seat and being myself, saying “I don’t know shit about wine, but I want something to go with the big assed steak I’m about to order…”.  It didn’t negatively impact the server’s attitude toward us, but it totally changed the meal for me.  So from now on, I remind myself to not get caught up in the swanky atmosphere and be myself.  I figure the food costs the same no matter how I act, so may as well settle in and be comfortable.  Hope they don’t mind a few enthusiastic f-bombs when the food tastes great.