We both swiped right..Our first date took place at a Hibachi restaurant. Steve was 10 minutes late, but Mallory was enjoying a Sapporo at the bar, so she wasn't bothered. We both agree that we "knew" we had something special that night. Whether it was the steady stream of sake being fed to us from an old ketchup bottle, the fiery onion volcano, or the guests sharing our table who were downing multiple strawberry daiquiris and filming said volcano (which we both quietly noticed), we truly had something. We followed up the dinner at one of our favorite dive bars, Don's Club Tavern, where Mallory kicked Steve's butt in skee-ball, and the rest is history...