It’s pretty interesting. She eventually goes to Paris… she thinks someone is about to push her, but it’s actually the stud she met earlier. They fall in love and go to Italy together. But he is hit by one of the crazy drivers in Naples and dies. She returns home to the diner, with new Italian recipes. It ends with her kneading dough, looking out the window at the countyside, reminiscing with a sad fondness all the good times she shared with her lover.

Am I close? :P