Now fast forward to this morning. I was leaving the gym and spy this woman who kinda looks like she could be Kerstin so I circled the parking lot. Sure enough, it was Kerstin. I quickly pulled over, threw the car in park and ran across the street.
"Kerstin!" <bear hug>
Kerstin was talking to this nice lady named Nadia. I know that was her name because Kerstin introduced her to me and I know she's a nice woman because she smiled and said "hello" rather then scrunching up her face and yelling"WTF?!?"
I quickly explained the Harry Potter movie and said,
"Please, please, please tell me that you make your Grandma's apple strudel every Christmas!"
Kerstin, "Well, I can make a crumble."
Me, "Is it your Grandma's?"
Kerstin, "No."
Me, "Ugh, you're no good to me."
Kerstin, "You really need someone from that generation because it's really an art form...."
Me, "I know! This is what I'm saying!"
Then we promised to text one another so we could get together and drink. Like ya do.
So here I am, two weeks post-New Harry Potter movie. Kerstin is dead to me and Oma's Apple Strudel is going the way of the Dodo.
God Damn It! This is why we need more immigrants!
My Niffler would only steal pastry. PASTRY!! |
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