dinner with my daughter
(cross posted at Midcentury Modern Moms ) So I was chatting with Jen, and she mentioned that she's planning to come home for Columbus Day weekend. that's pretty much what I expected; most students at her school leave town for Columbus Day. So I asked Becca when she plans to come home, and the response was "I don' tknow, I like it her." And it occurred to me that my duaghter is living on the island of Manhattan, an island I visit twice daily during my commute to and from work. So I asked her out to dinner. Now, until recently "going out to dinner with Becca" usually involved phrases like "Mom, can we go to Applebee's?" But things are different now. Becca is a college student and lives in an apartment on the Upper West Side. it didn't feel like taking my daughter out for a bite to eat, it felt like making plans with a freind as we discussed which night was good and where we wanted to eat. We wound up at Cafe Fiorello ...