Yesterday was our Pi Day anniversary. At a Pie Day not too long after we got married, The Yankee, Brian and I figured out when our Pi Day would be. As of today we’ve been married 3.14 years.
Pie is very important. That’s how I got her to go out with me the first time.
“Want to grab a late lunch? It’s Friday. Friday’s Pie Day.”
It was something a server at Johnny Ray’s, one of the big, local barbecue chains, had said a few weeks before. It was sound logic that day — the table of people I was with all had pie. And it worked on her, too. I blurted it out and took The Yankee to Jim ‘n’ Nick’s, one of the other chains, where we have enjoyed the majority of our Pie Days over the years. Pie is very important.
(Note the sign in the background.)
Here’s to the next Pi Day, sometime in the fall of 2015.
