First date at Black Iron
A first date at Black Iron after taking a taxi from Baiyun Airport.
I came from Baiyun Airport by taxi for our first date. He was not yet my boyfriend, although he would be soon. I wore Frédéric Malle Bigarade Concentrée.
The room smelled woody, but not like the scent used elsewhere at Rosewood. I have forgotten most of what we ordered. The photographs give me a partial list: a wagyu taco, sashimi, uni rice and a lava cake.
He ate very little and I ate much more. Even so, when I said I was full, he told me he did not believe I could be full after eating so little. I thought he was trying to fatten me up.
He also took a deliberately silly photograph of me. It is still the first picture I notice when I look back at that night.
After dinner we walked around downstairs for a while.
From the table
