The second time we met, she went on a mega rant about if she would be pressured by family and society to serve meat during her hypothetical (i.e. she had zero plans on getting married) wedding celebration… she is a vegetarian. As she wound down, I said, “hey, it will be your wedding, so serve what you want.” She said, “Yeah! I will!”

As it turned out, a few years later we got married on a mountain in the Canadian Rockies with two random Swiss hikers who just happened to be there as witnesses. During our wedding celebration back in Central New York a few weeks later, ya know what, there was no meat to be found.