As an omnivore, I jump on any opportunity to eat rabbit, duck, lamb, pheasant, venison, lobster, and fried cheese all in the same meal. Especially when it's all delicious, and making a parade of flesh and bone and sauce and grease around a table with ten happy friends.
Now, it can be hard to get ten of my friends to all go out at once. And I have seen plenty of couples sharing at Dali at tables for two. So it can be done. But personally I would be afraid - this menu does strange things to me. With only two people to order, would I spend the meal dreaming of that one dish that didn't quite make the cut, while shaking my head at my date's clearly inferior choice? "No!! Don't order THAT! What about the quail?!"
No, I think it's best to roll deep to Dali, cover the table with tapas and pitchers of sangria, and summon the metal frog and bubbles to celebrate a birthday.
Beside the food good enough to turn you bad, there's the wildly relaxing decor and the welcoming staff. Last time I went, on our way out we were chatted up by an older gentleman I believe was the owner. He knew a few of our party, and melted one girl's heart by telling her, "I don't remember you... but I remember your eyes."
One fashion tip though: don't wear a tie. The owner told me he'd burn it off if I ever wore one there again.