This adventure started on a miserable but fateful day in February 2005. It was a cool, wet, drizzly day – the kind of day when you just want to go home and sleep. After 10 hours of being soaked while unloading plumbing pipes, I had had enough. I went home (another hour’s drive) only to find that my wife was in just as foul a mood as I. She had to work in a cold office building because the heat had gone out the night before and repairs had not yet been made. We looked at each other and said, “We’re eating out!” We both laughed and headed for the car.