My mom and dad came down this weekend, and a fine time was had by all. We went to Pod on Friday night, where the food was pretty good, but it was way too loud. You had to scream to talk. My dad got off a pretty good line. I said, “It’s way too loud here. This would be a terrible place to take a first date.” Without missing a beat, my dad said, dryly, “Yeah, but it’s perfect place to take somebody you’ve been married to a long time.” On Saturday, we had lunch at Penang, one of my favorite restaurants, and on Sunday we went out for pizza, which I will tell you about soon when I get written report from them. Yeah, my parents hobbies are essentially the same as mine. They consist of: eating.