Deal-Breakers?

Had my first date with someone I didn’t meet through the interwebs last night.  A co-worker set us up. There was a coffee shop, squash bread and Italian dinner involved.  Mix in sharing stories about our travels around the world and a beautiful spring night in Seattle and you've got a recipe for goodness.

He said two things that made me pause and ask myself, “is that a deal-breaker?”

He said:

“I don’t really do sweets.” 

And

“Seattle is so clean, my friends and I were even walking around downtown with no shoes on.”

But he is a tall dark rugged dreamboat hottie-with-a-body mountaineering truck-driving mechanical engineer. With incredible hair. So, I'm feeling inclined to look past those to statements. 

I’ll keep you posted.