I wonder if they have deluxe-size birdbaths on Sesame Street?
If only we’d had this kind of service when my husband’s car broke down last night!
This was inspired by a spoon-throwing incident I once experienced in an upscale restaurant. I thought the air-raid siren level of noise the child in question was creating would have been a significant warning, but I just wasn’t expecting the food-laden missile to come streaming across the table.
Good ice-breaker, though. It was a first date!
He’s got an iPhone!