My parents are currently on their way into the city for one of our family’s traditional once a month Sundays.
These usually consist of several predictable parts:
One: Parents arrive with an oversized suitcase full of groceries and Costco items. They are amazing. [Today I hear we’re getting a tub of hummus, a quart of blueberries, Greek yogurt, and several more mystery items.]
Two: Parents demand a nosh to tide them over for the afternoon. I eat lunch, and they eat some hummus. [I made soup from this dinner – it is awesome.]
Three: Family attends a play together. [South Pacific today! It’s at Lincoln Center Theatre, which is one of my favorite venues in the city.]
Four: Family wastes some time by aimlessly wandering the streets. [Please don’t rain today.]
Five: Family arrives (early) to a reservation at a restaurant specializing in creative, nouvelle cuisine. [Tabla. So excited.]
Six: 30 minutes later, we may have decided on wine, but are likely still debating the menu. [I’ve already read the menu, and I still know this will be a 30 minute conversation.]
Seven: Three hours later. Yes, we’re still there. [We like to dine.]
Eight: Sister and Mom complain of being too full. Dad and I are content. [We have the big appetites.]
I love these days.
I’ll be back with a Tabla review later; in the meantime, what’s your favorite thing to do with your family?