Visiting my parents is always an ordeal. I’m always too thin, not making enough money, too unshaven, too whatever nit they seem to want to pick at.
But I had to go. It was my dad’s birthday, and a sendoff for my sister before she starts working for the Evil Empire. We did go to a nice Chinese restaurant and had Peking duck and a Hong Kong style shrimp salad – potato, apple, melon, shrimp in mayonnaise. It was actually pretty dang good, and from what I understand from the exorbitant tip I had to pay, it took all day to prepare.
Which is another absurdity in itself, because I pretty much spend the most money eating out when I take them to dinner.