Not too too long ago I came home from a bullshit-laden day at work. The thought of preparing a good dinner (I got the skills) seemed too much to handle at the time. "Why not go out to eat", I thought to myslef. After all, I was stressed, tired and deserved to be served. So I call up a friend and off we go to a favorite local joint (which shall remain nameless as this is not a pointed restaurant review, but rather, a rant on restaurant etiquette). Was the experience stress relieving and enjoyable? No!!! But it could have been... Through no fault of he kitchen or service, the outing sucked... and here's why: Two sets of self-absorbed, limosine-liberal, North Arlington parents decided to bring their misbehaved offspring along to dinner. in short, most of my meal was like dentistry without novocain. Link to firestorm In short, if you do decide to bring your offspring, make sure it behaves... or, five accross the eye (thumb-in) should be applied with a quickness that would even stun Lee van Cleefe! ------ Editors note: I had to put the link in rather than the text, due to respect for copyright issues. Also, can this somehow be tied into DC DelMarVa?