A good birthday memory of mine

On my 35th birthday, Andy asked me to go out to dinner. He told me that he was in the mood for pizza, and I had no real preference, so I agreed to go to Peter Piper's with him. When we were seated, one of our good friends showed up so we invited him to sit with us. Then another friend showed up, then another... then suddenly it occured to me that THIS WAS A PARTY!!! A total of 12 more people showed up, and we had a BLAST!

(I teased him from then on: "What would you have done if I had decided I didn't want pizza that night???")