Conversation Piece
We went to a client’s house for dinner, and it was as stiff and awkward as you’d expect.
“This pot roast is delicious.”
“It’s beef bourguignon.”
“Oh. Sure has rained a lot lately.”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah.”
Until I said, “I love your house. When was it built?”
“1875.”
The evening brightened.
We got a tour with details about the heart-pine floors, 14-foot ceilings, tall windows, and fireplaces that adorned every room.
We joked about ghosts, marriage, and contractors.
In their bedroom, they showed us lime plaster walls where they’d hung photos of themselves. Nude.
We talked about the weather after that.
Illustration by Steve Spetseris
Man, I love these, and look forward to them each week. This one in particular made me laugh out loud. Keep ‘em coming.
Living inside the perimeter is exciting!