She said "I'm a little homesick"
I asked her what she was missing the most.
"Those big pretzels and cheese dip"
Ah, the pretzels as big as one's head from Bierhouse.
The online inquiry for local German/Euro restaurants returned three results.
One did not have pretzels.
One was already closed.
The last one was the restaurant where her father and I had gone on our first date.
Of course.
So, we got pretzels.
She was comforted.
And we left with a few new friends.
But the defining moment may have been when, after the clamor associated with being seated subsided, came playing softly through the speakers:
"Maybe I didn't treat you quite as good as I should have, Maybe I didn't love you quite as often as I could have...Little things I should have said and done, I just never took the time...You were always on my mind...you were always on my mind..."
Ha.