My family is pretty laid-back, but there was one rule ne'er to be broken: No reading at the dinner table. Under the table: fine. At the table at all other hours of the day: fine. Try to steal my newspaper before I'd finished reading it over breakfast: lose your fingers. But reading at dinner was right out.
Was this at Spanish Tapas in Glebe?! I've been there, it's wicked! (They hate me though, as one of my group threw up at the table from sangreal OD lol)
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