Your post today (see below) about the bibs for adult men prompts a confession from me: I eat dinner on the sofa. While watching TV.
I swore I would never eat dinner on the sofa. There was something I just didn't like about it. It wasn't just the potential for stains, it said single to me.
You can tell where this story is going.
I used to be good at eating at the dining table only. My sofa looked like it had been just delivered. Nice firm cushions. Then I got a TV . . . more accurately YOU got me a TV. Little by little, I started eating all my dinners on the sofa while watching TV.
So far, I've managed to avoid any stain disasters, but I know it's just a matter of time. Plus, I watch a lot of TV now. My sofa cushions are starting to pooch in where I sit. The evidence is clear.
So, I am really trying to eat dinner at the dining table only. And, with no TV on. Only with music and the New Yorker.
I know that the habit of eating on the sofa is neither gay, nor straight, but I would be interested in getting some feedback.
Readers: Do you eat on the sofa? Leave a comment and let me know.