I took my friend, Marianne, out to lunch the other day to celebrate an important accomplishment in her life. The restaurant I took her to specializes in home made pies. When we parked ourselves in a booth, I noticed hanging on the wall behind her a board that listed the pie choices. about 20 of them. As we were finishing our lunch, I read the list to her and encouraged her to have a piece of pie. She declined, saying she was full. She even planned to take half of her sandwich home with her. I told her she could get a piece to take home. This was my treat. She said, “No, thank you.” It seemed to me that her accomplishment was worth more than a chicken sandwich and a side salad. I am on a diet, but I ordered a piece of french silk pie for myself. I hope she appreciates the sacrifice I made for her.