L. is meeting my parents for the first time tonight. We are meeting for dinner at one of my favorite spots in the city, coincidentally, the one we had L. and I had our first date at.
It came to my attention that my father has been totally dry since I had a concerned conversation with him the last time we were at the farm together (this from a man who generally polishes off 2-3 1.75L of Jack or Bombay in a week). My mother’s overtones seem to suggest that he is either going to stay dry, or get blotto.
Why do I have a feeling that I am setting myself up here somehow?
At least I know the food will be good!