It's awkward when someone you see at a party who knows your mother says to your father, "I love your wife!" Why, you may ask? Well, my parents are divorced and neither my father, the woman we were speaking to, nor I knew how to respond to this extremely charged moment. My dad and I were forced to drink an entire bottle of wine and eat sweetbreads at Craft in order to forget the whole awkwardness. God, what an awful evening! (This last statement is sarcastic, as I love sweetbreads, and none moreso than the ones created at Craft. I also like wine.)
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