November 16th 2009
The young woman perched on a chair across from me at Cosi, waiting for her black coffee to cool. Her name was Wlada (pronounced Vlada) Kolosowa. A university student from Berlin, she was taking classes in Washington, DC, and had been assigned by a German newspaper to write about dating in the United States.
“In Germany, we don’t date,” she said. “There isn’t even a word for dating. So what, exactly, is a date?”
Good question.
Historically, I started, a date was a form of courtship in which one person, usually a man, asked another person, usually a woman, to accompany him to some event. He picked her up and usually paid whatever costs were involved.