Dana and Dave were there with us. As if their presence weren’t present enough, they handed me a birthday card with a piece of paper inside. The paper had a picture of a cinnamon roll on it, and a written promise: “Come to Pittsburgh, and you will eat this.”

Dana and Dave were there with us. As if their presence weren’t present enough, they handed me a birthday card with a piece of paper inside. The paper had a picture of a cinnamon roll on it, and a written promise: “Come to Pittsburgh, and you will eat this.”