A few years ago, Ethan and I were not going to be able to see my mother for Mother’s Day because of a wedding we had to attend on Mother’s Day. So, rather than miss seeing her at all, we had dinner with my parents the night before. We went to an Italian restaurant they like, that is very happy to work with people with differing dietary requirements, be it vegan, low salt, whatever. I called an spoke with them ahead of time and the only thing they asked was for us to bring our own dried pasta. They made their pasta fresh and it contains eggs, and they knew we couldn’t have it. When we arrived at the restaurant and were seated, the server came over and asked us how we would like the pasta prepared. We told him a red sauce would be fine. He then asked if
October 16, 2013
