Saturday afternoon drinking

Creative Commons License photo credit: Matt Callahan

Today we went over to an old friend’s house to celebrate a milestone with them over lunch. In the olden days parties at their house were long, alcoholic affairs with the red wine flowing faster than the white. These days they still are unless you, like me, are on call, in which case the water flows faster and eight hours in you’re kind of hoping that it isn’t too rude to go home.

Stay! Stay for dinner. Don’t worry about driving – get a cab – I’ll drop off your car in the morning.

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The food was lovely, the wine was fine and flowing. It was eight hours people.

We left.