He had me fooled again, that wiley fiancé of mine.
"Oh, we won't do anything for the 4th of July. There's nothing going on in Hamburg anyway."
"Sorry Babe, I checked and I couldn't find a party for us to go to."
"We'll spend it in the U.S. sometime, don't you worry."
And then, after his gym session, he came home. I heard a sudden burst of The Star-Spangled Banner blaring in the living room. He called me to come down.
And there were all forms of American naughtiness! None of which I even knew you could buy here in Germany! Three giant deep dish pizzas (one of them simply called "Texas," which I find particularly hilarious)! Oreos for dessert! Pomegranate Arizona iced tea!
And of course, perhaps the most American thing of all ........
Diet Dr. Pepper.
Happy 4th of July, everyone!!!