One winter night...I (Courtney) convinced my friend, Krysta, to introduce me to her boyfriend's Australian friend, Jesse (you follow all of that?). Basically, Krysta told me that Jordan had a cute single friend with an accent...and you can't turn that down, right ladies? So I asked Krysta to work on a little introduction.

Jump to the center of hearts colliding, the ever-romantic, ever-lovely: Tupelo. (For those not familiar with the SF staple: it's a dark, dingy dive bar with loud music where you can't hear/talk to anyone.) You know, what romance novels and teenage dreams are made of. Still with me? No? That's ok...read on.

Nothing eventful happened the night we met, thanks to Jesse's "shy nature" (aka slight awkwardness and disinterest in pursuing a friend of his employee). You see, Jesse had just been promoted at work (he smart), which subsequently made him Jordan's boss. Trying not to blur the lines, he avoided me like the plague.

Thankfully, I'm not one to turn down a challenge, so I eventually wore him down enough to make a move...(please proceed to the next question).

Drum roll...She did. By making sure plenty of drinks were had — aka trying to blur his sense of work boundaries so that he would actually talk to me. And hey, it worked! Perseverance, guys, perseverance.

After a month-long pursuit we were back at the scene of the crime, Tupelo. Where we finally shared a tipsy kiss. And both of us are too stubborn (and don't really remember) to admit who kissed who. So we'll just leave it at that...a love story of the ages!

Greece and Croatia. Beaches in Europe...revolutionary, where no honeymooner has gone before!

Eating. Or doing something with our dogs. Or eating with our dogs, if we want the all-inclusive package.

Oh man, asking us the hard hitting questions! As you can tell from the last question, we take eating very seriously — often planning whole days or nights around food. So there might be too many to count, but any meal that leaves us unbuttoning our pants after is great in our book.