Memories (classic)

Whenever we go to Itap Chesterfield, we have to recount the following tale of early Dave and Jenn times: 

We were sitting at the bar, enjoying our third round of IPAs when we started arguing about D’s ex wife (details aren’t important). I got fed up, walked out, got in my car and drove away. Unfortunately, I turned the wrong way and got lost, as I am wont to do. I immediately started getting texts and calls from D, which I eventually answered, where he told me he was looking for me and to please tell him where I was. The problem is that I had no idea where I was. Eventually, he tracked me down, and we made out, and made up, and went back to my apartment and had epic make up sex. And now you know. 💜