It was our 1st time ice fishing. My bff a young busy chef & I being shown by the man I was dating.
No, I didn't pull any up through the ice, so you might ask why was it so memorable.
My date & bff did catch, but seeing them "bond" teacher & student while figuring out what I appreciated about each of them was the magical part. My young chef friend caught his 1st ever trout, after a summer of fails at learning to fly fish on his own.
It was the first time the dude I dated ate a lobster roll, then a homemade hot dog from my bff's home raised pigs. Even that wasn't the most unusual part. I later found out, that he had never hung out, talked to laughed with anyone gay. He admitted to me, before meeting my young bff, he couldn't understand my liking him.
No, I don't date him anymore, but seeing them both catch fish together, the satisfaction they shared was priceless.
Far more then a crappie or trout, far more then the awesome lunch, far more then I had hoped for.