Fate (and a little beer) brought us together.

We met at Cincinnati’s Oktoberfest — the largest one outside of Munich — a place neither of us expected to find our person. Diana had just started her medical residency two months prior and had moved to Cincinnati from Chicago. After a long hospital shift, she was *reluctant* to rally, but her friends convinced her that she *had* to see what all the Oktoberfest hype was about.

Andrew, on the other hand, was visiting from Chicago, in town for the weekend to see his friend Brad — just in time for the festivities. Little did we know, we were both unknowingly meeting up with the same overlapping friend group that night, thanks to Diana’s co-resident (and social glue of the night), Sierra.

Despite Diana rocking a dirndl and Andrew trying to stay incognito, we immediately noticed each other. Diana asked Sierra who the mystery guy from Chicago was, and upon realizing their mutual connection, she *may or may not have* strongly encouraged Sierra to make the introduction.

When she did, Andrew — perhaps a little too excited — promptly spilled his drink on Diana. (A bold first impression.) But we hit it off instantly, and even though Diana thought she’d probably never see him again, she gave him her number anyway.

Andrew asked her out for coffee the next morning, but by the time Diana saw the message, he was already en route back to Chicago. Luckily, we kept talking. Not long after, Diana planned a trip to “visit her sister in Chicago” (😉), and that’s when we had our first official date.

The rest, as they say, is history. We've been inseparable ever since.