I ran across this cute story of someone out to dinner with their sister and how the chef gave her a sampling of all the desserts and it was followed by someone asking it to be turned into an Everlark story. Hopefully this works

Birthday Dinner Surprise

Prim had promised Katniss that she'd take her out for her birthday, but she wasn't expecting it to be such a nice, modern, farm-to-table kind of place, more like pizza and maybe followed by a Hostess cupcake or something. She should have known when Prim insisted that she wear a "cute" outfit that her little blond sister was up to something. So Katniss put on her nicest dark green blouse and denim skirt that was received by Prim with a giant smile.

"So where are we going anyways, Prim?" The raven-haired woman asked as she sat in the passenger seat of her sister's Jetta.

"It's a new place; I think someone you went to school with owns it or something. I heard about it when I was talking to one of the other interns." She answered, glancing at the GPS system that was giving her the directions to this "new place."

Katniss wasn't big on surprises, but her sister loved to give them regardless, and given that it was her birthday, she wasn't about to pass up a free meal. She rolled her silver eyes and smiled, "Someone I went to school with?"

"Yea, I don't remember the name, but if he owns it, then we'll likely see his name up somewhere, right?"

Katniss shrugged her shoulders and thought about all the guys from her high school, the list of possibilities pretty short from what she remembered about most of them. "Well, if you think I'll like the food, then that's all that matters."

Prim flashed her pearly whites to her big sister as she made a turn onto a small road, all the trees lit by dozens of small lanterns spaced out between them. It had a certain appeal to it that was for sure. Surrounded by trees and a massive field filled with wildflowers, it was stunning in the waning light of day.

They pulled up to an almost full parking lot on freshly paved gravel that led to a huge red barn, which was just the entrance. Prim smiled again as they got out, Katniss taking in the view. It was almost too pretty to be a restaurant. They walked down the giant stoned walkway to the barn door, following a few other people that had arrived at the same time. Katniss whispered to her sister, "How expensive is this place, Prim? It seems awfully remote and way too pretty to be a ten buck kind of dinner."

Prim giggled, "Don't worry about it, Catnip."

Katniss wrinkled her nose at the nickname given to her by her ex Gale. And Prim knew she hated it too. Yet, as soon as she got inside of the barn, a young, pretty red-haired woman asked if they had a reservation, to which Prim answered "yes" to and they were escorted to the other side of the barn that led to a giant tent covered sitting area. The tables were set up from two people to ten, none of the furniture matching but it gave it a more homey feeling. The tables and chairs weren't sitting on grass though, it was as if the place had been covered in giant concrete tiles to make it easier to walk on and set up said chairs and tables. It was unusual and perfect and the smells emitting from another barn were delectable. Whomever it was that she went to high school with had certainly done well for themselves judging by few empty tables that were left.

The red-haired woman showed them to their table, which was facing the setting sun and giving off a beautiful orange glow to the white tent. She handed them their menus and stated that "Glimmer" would be right with them.

Katniss stifled a giggle to the name and looked at her menu, her eyes widening. In a hushed but almost angry, urgent tone, she said, "Prim! This is way too expensive! You shouldn't have brought me here!"

"Chill out, Katniss, I've got it covered and believe me we won't be doing this again for a long ass time, so just figure out what you want and be happy about it. Please?" Prim made her blue eyes go wide, which she knew was torture to her sister and it worked. "And get a drink too, you need some relaxing."

Katniss wrinkled her nose at that but smiled nonetheless. When "Glimmer" came around, she seemed like most any other waitress in that she had her dirty blond hair pulled back in a ponytail, a crisp white shirt, and a black skirt covered by a small apron. "Good evening ladies! Can I tell you about the specials tonight?"

Prim and Katniss both nodded, Katniss drooling at the mention of quail and venison. Prim knew her sister enjoyed eating game food, as she had hunted when they were younger and lived out near the forests in their childhood home in Virginia. The drink menu was just as eclectic, with martinis made with blood oranges or citrus and rosemary, so she decided to chance it and try the citrus-rosemary one, which earned her a raised eyebrow from Prim, who ordered a white wine of some sort. Glimmer smiled happily at them, telling them she'd be right back with said drinks and get their dinner order.

"I can't believe a place like this exists so close to the city," Katniss remarked as she looked out onto the field of tall grass and flowers. She looked down at her menu, taking notice of the name on it; Mellark's Meadow. "Mellark? That's who owns this place? Didn't they have a bakery back at home or something? God, I remember an older one, he was a wrestler, but I don't know if he cooked."

Glimmer returned with their drinks, setting them down carefully. "Alrighty ladies, have we decided?"

"I think we want to start with the soup of the day, what was it again?" Prim asked, as she looked over her menu again.

"Well, there's two actually, a carrot and apple soup, which is one of my favorites really, and a butternut squash soup that's delicious too honestly. Peeta doesn't know how to make anything bad, I swear," she giggled.

"Peeta! That's his name!" Katniss cried out, covering her mouth almost immediately. She blushed and mumbled, "Sorry."

Glimmer tapped her shoulder, "Oh honey, that's fine. You know Peeta?"

Katniss looked over at Prim and then up at Glimmer, "I went to school with him, so I know of him. We didn't really hang out in the same circle or anything."

"That's great though! I'll let him know you're here; he loves it when people he might know get to come here. I know he didn't grow up here and all that, so it's a real treat for him." She was about to turn away when she turned back, "Sorry, I should probably get your orders first though, silly me. And your name, so I can tell Peeta that you're here."

Prim smiled and Katniss felt like she was on fire. She didn't want to admit how cute she thought Peeta had been in high school, not to her sister and certainly not to his waitress. So she ordered instead, "It's Katniss and I'll try the carrot soup. And I'll have the venison, medium rare please?"

"Oh cool, Katniss, you know how to order game meat." Glimmer leaned down and whispered to them, "We often have to 'suggest' how to order certain meats; it's nice when we don't have to honestly. And you honey? What can I get you?"

Prim placed her order of the butternut squash soup and roasted quail in an orange marmalade glaze. Glimmer thanked them and took her leave. Prim leaned over the table a little, to get closer to Katniss, "So….Peeta?"

Katniss took a sip of her drink, which was tart and flavorful, and strong. Apparently Peeta didn't use the cheap alcohol at his establishment. She nodded, feeling a blush rise on her neck and up her cheeks. Prim's eyes widened, "Oh my God! You liked him!?"

Katniss looked around, hoping no one heard, reprimanding her sister, "Shut up! It was forever ago and he's probably all fat and crap, owning a restaurant and stuff."

Prim giggled and her eyes seemed to widen even more, "Well, what if he didn't?"

"What?" Katniss turned just in time to see a tall man with curly blond hair headed their way. He was definitely not fat; in fact he was one of those men who only got better as they got older. His hair was a little bit of a darker blond than she remembered, his jaw strong, a bright smile accompanied by the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He wasn't just cute anymore; he was the most handsome man she had ever seen. His shoulders were broad and straight, biceps peeking out of the plain white shirt he wore underneath a deep orange apron. She felt her face get warmer and warmer as he got closer and she realized he was smiling at them.

Just as he neared their table, she stood up, not exactly sure what to expect, but somehow the arms that enveloped her for a tight hug, the smell of cinnamon and a smoky scent filling her nostrils, was not unwelcomed. She wrapped her arms around him, seeing the look of shock on her sister's face, because Katniss was not a touchy-feely kind of person, and smiled into Peeta's shoulder. He pushed her back a second, smiling, his bright white teeth perfect almost blinding it seemed. "I couldn't believe when Glimmer said you were here."

He took a step back, letting go of her, which Katniss felt an immediate longing for again. "Sorry, I was so excited and I'm a hugger, sorry." He was rambling and blushing and somehow that made him even more attractive to her. He looked down at the other woman at the table, "I'm so sorry! I'm Peeta, the owner of, well, this."

"I'm Prim, her sister," she answered, shaking his proffered hand. "I wasn't at school with you two, at the same time anyways."

Peeta looked at her with a smile and then back at Katniss, looking at her up and down, though trying not to be obvious about it. "You look almost the same as you did in high school. Your hair is actually down."

Katniss grabbed a loose curl, winding it through her fingers, her nervous trait blaring loudly, her sister smiling widely watching the two of them. Katniss scoffed, "Yea, well, Prim told me I had to dress up for tonight, and warned me that if I wore a braid, she'd cut it off. I can't believe you remember that."

"Sit down, sit down! I'm sorry," he replied, kneeling down at their table while Katniss took her seat again. "Look, don't worry about anything tonight, it's all on me, you'll be my special guests. I just need to know two things: any allergies and any foods that you absolutely hate?"

Prim let out a loud giggle, making Katniss blush even more and shoot her an angry look. "Katniss eats anything and everything. I'm allergic to soy on the other hand."

Peeta's blue eyes shimmered as he looked from Prim to Katniss, "Perfect, then I will get started on your first course. You two have some time tonight, to fully enjoy what I may have in store?"

"No early rotations for me tomorrow, Katniss?" Prim asked, knowing full well that Katniss has nowhere to be on a Sunday morning.

Katniss smiled at Peeta, to which his only got fuller, "No, we have plenty of time."