So, yesterday, my awesome friend sherlockandsherkey went to this restaurant called Sardi’s, which is near Broadway. Several famous people have been there, and their caricatures are on the wall, too. She found out that Fred and Ginger had been there in 1930, around the time of Ginger’s Broadway debut in Girl Crazy. Now, we all know that those two were romantically involved at that time, and my friend managed to talk to the son of the waiter who served them when they were there. The result? Complete adorableness.
Fred called first to make a reservation for two, but Ginger arrived there before him. He was running a bit late and came after her — thus starting all the romantic stuff. The waiter went over to the two of them — a little nervous, since he was new at the time. According to him, Fred barely paid him any attention. Most of the time, he was looking at Ginger, and most of the dinner was Fred complimenting her and telling her she looked pretty. In response, she looked back at him romantically.
The manager came over and introduced himself to the two of them. Guess what Ginger said? “Yes, I’m here with my friend, the old man,” referring to Fred, of course! So, the manager bought them dessert and drinks, and Fred and Ginger shared a chocolate mousse. And he booped her on the nose. When the waiter came back to check on them, Fred wasn’t in his seat — he was beside her. One arm around her, and the other, holding her hand. The waiter also said that Fred told her, “Be serious, what would stand between us?”
People were shocked to see them and started coming over. Fred was incredibly proud of Ginger, almost as if to say, “Yep, these are your fans!” They paid, leaving a huge tip, and when the waiter came back to collect the check, they were kissing. (Imagine that — with no Hays Code!) So they left, extremely happily, holding hands, and one of the waiters whispered, “Are they going to—?”
Well, you know. For my money, they did.