It’s a new year, and Victor, 27, and Margaret, 25, set out to discover if that means a new chance for romance, too.
Astoria-based energy consultant Victor — self-described as “cute and totally awesome” — enjoys playing sports and walking through Central Park in the spring. Margaret lives on the Lower East Side, and, when she’s not working as a recruiter, she loves to run along the East River or hit up a bottomless brunch.
Could a cold night spent over spicy food at Mexican joint Tacombi ignite a spark for these two singles, or lead to a new “No blind dates ever again” resolution? Read on.
SHE SAID: ★★★
“I think there’s romantic potential”
I’ve never been on a true blind date before, so it was a little nerve-racking. He’s tall, normal-looking and seemed like a genuinely nice guy — which is not usually the type of guy I end up going out with — so I was appreciative of that. We had a fair amount in common: We’re both athletic; he’s a drummer and I’m pretty into music. He couldn’t pick if he was a dog person versus a cat person — I’m allergic to cats — but I’ll let it slide. After two hours, we exchanged numbers and hugged.
HE SAID: ★★★
“There’s no reason not to see her again”
I definitely found her attractive, and we hit the ground running, talking about work, what we like to do for fun . . . family stuff. It was easy the whole time. She’s an active person, and I appreciate that. And she found my jokes funny, so that’s always a positive. We exchanged numbers; I owe her for paying the cash tip at dinner. I definitely enjoyed myself.
ABOUT THE VENUE
Victor and Margaret shared tacos at Tacombi Bleecker Street (255 Bleecker St.; tacombi.com), where Margaret says “the atmosphere was cool.”
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