During the holiday break, with the kids up our asses constantly, Adam and I needed a little adult time and went out to a restaurant in town for a date night. Seeing as we both can drink without issue, we thought to go to a BYOB right around the corner to keep the bill down and be frugal for like, a second. We brought what we call a “double bottle” of red – which means it isn't one of those skinny little things but a bottle that would pour anywhere from 8 to 10 glasses. When we walked into the local Italian place, it was fairly slow and they sat us in the back near another couple from town who were also having dinner. Between the four of us, we were kid-less and they too had a nice bottle of wine – but theirs was a much smaller bottle. Some might even say, a "normal" size for two people. We traded hellos and went about our separate romantic evenings. They got up to leave and said goodbye to us. Adam looked over my shoulder and then looked at me and said “Ha – look at that, they didn’t even finish that little bottle of wine.” I looked over at it, then at Adam and with a gleam in my eye, I said “should we take it and finish it?” I felt like a jerk asking but I loved that Adam was apparently a jerk as well because he said "hell, yea we should take it. And we aren't leaving until we finish both – theirs and ours!” I looked around to make sure the coast was clear of waitstaff and reached over to quickly grab the bottle; Adam texted the babysitter to say we’d be a little later than planned. And look! All the money we saved racking up the drinks at dinner, we could now give to the sitter to stay longer. Everyone wins! Pass the vino - either bottle will do!
