Saturday night we were at the beer tent of a local Octoberfest and while I was trying to figure out what I wanted one of the ladies behind the counter said that to me. It turns out I'd met her at work a few years ago and during the course of the conversation while at work we discovered I regularly rode past her house on my route. I'm not sure if I remembered seeing her while I rode, but she remembered me - and so did her neighbor who was also serving beer that night. I guess I must have made a good impression as I rode past.