OP here.
Alright sooo
Pros: his manners were impeccable. He was attentive and a total gentleman, which I appreciated. Cons: He was a little bossy, and at times, said things that rubbed me the wrong way.
I'm a little sad, because while I found conversation over certain topics pretty easy, I don't know that just friendship is going to be a possibility with him. He was pretty explicit in his interest. And, several times made a lot of general marriage comments, which made me a little uncomfortable.
"My son will wear this at all times." "No wife of mine will..." "I cannot imagine ordering my wife around..." He also mentioned he is under pressure to give his parents grandkids.
Anyway, so he was already there when I got there, and he already had a seat. When I walked in, the lady showed me to his booth. Come to find out, he actually frequented the place often, and the ladies all knew him. So, that led to some very awkward moments. At one point, the waitress tells him, "Polite girl, this one" and another one winked at him. He asked if I would want to do sushi, and I told him flat-out no. He almost seemed offended, but was just like, "Welp, you're going to try sushi." And, we argued over that for far too long, and he was not giving in so...yeah. He decided on eel. Eel! Holy moly...
So, he's giving me some guidance on what I should order. Finally, I said, "Can I just tell you what I want?" So, he asked, and I told him chicken. "And?" Just chicken, I confirmed. Well, that wasn't good enough. He wanted me to get some huge platter, a Bento Box, I think was what it was called. And, he assured me, he would eat whatever I didn't. So, I just gave in. He got himself sushi, and then two pieces of the eel sushi for us to share.
He took the liberty of ordering for me, and I was very impressed by that, even though I wasn't that crazy about him being dictatorial about what I should eat. Food came. The chicken was fine. The rice was fine. I didn't eat anything else. There was also mushroom soup, a salad, a spring roll, tempura broccoli, and some sort of sushi. Then, he gave me the eel sushi. I legitimately almost threw up twice while trying to eat it. I felt myself heave two times, and I thought "Oh my God, no" At first, I tried to eat it without chewing much, but that was a bad idea, so then I had to chew it and....ick...that was a pretty bad idea too. As soon as I could get it down my throat, I reached for my water and slurped it down like I had just run a marathon through the Sahara.
Throughout the meal, he kept touching my hand, like when making a point and even eating off my plate. I wasn't 100% comfortable with that level of familiarity, but...it is what it is. Then, when we were both full, he ended up NOT taking my extra food, and making a comment about all the food leftover. I felt a little uncomfortable about that too, but didn't apologize. He picked what I should order, and said he would eat what is leftover. He paid the bill, I thanked him politely, and we were done.
Honestly, I thought things were going pretty awkwardly, so I really thought he was going to be ready to part ways like I was, pretty much. But, he was pretty insistent on wanting to continue on. So, we decided to do a movie. He told me I looked lovely this evening, and that softened my resolve just a little.
During the movie, he felt the need to put his arm around my shoulder...which I kind of took a deep breath and just decided just to get through it. Then, he started playing with my hair and touching my neck...I was cringing on the inside, but again, just wanted to get through the movie, so I didn't say or do anything.
After the movie, it was 10 o clock, so I told him I should probably get home. He was disappointed, and kept asking "Are you sure?" I mean, duh, yeah I'm sure! What else is there to do at 10 o clock at night? Eventually, he gave up. I gave him a hug, thanked him for dinner, and I was on my way.
Wait...nope. I forgot a step.
After the hug, he said he really wanted to kiss me and asked me if he could. So, I looked down, trying to formulate in my head how to delicately say, "No, I don't think so." or "Not tonight," or something like that. So, I don't know what part of my hesitation he interpreted as "Sure, go for it," but before I could answer him, he just did it anyway.

And, that was it.
He texted me afterwards to say he had a nice time. I texted him once I got home, to let him know I made it home safely, and thanked him again for dinner.
Any questions?