So last week I posted about the chocolate class with the two children... so tonight I went to Stir for The Mother Sauces class and again, a mother brought her darling daughter to the class. Chef had to prepare a separate meal for DD (fish instead of beef) and the child (who was 9) barley ate anything except for the dessert, (but really, creme anglaise is so freaking amazing, who wouldn't eat it...)
I just don't understand the need to bring children to an event like this. (Especially at the price of the class...) I guess I should not talk since I do not have kids, and probably never will have kids, but I just don't get it. There were two other women, who were a hoot, and you tell that the conversation was just guarded because this 9 yo was there... and I just don't feel that was fair.
Maybe I'm wrong, or maybe I've just had to much wine... Oh well. Other than that, the night was a blast!
Re: vent... no kids allowed...
I'd be annoyed too. I hate when people bring their children to adult events because they think their kid is a special snowflake. It tends to kill the vibe.
I have seen this happening more and more frequently with some of our friends. They seem to think that everyone wants to be around their children.
Grownups need their time too! Perfect line...
I do love kids, but I spend my day with them and a class like this is my special treat. You could also tell that the two woman who were good friends, really wanted to be able to have a more "adult" conversation, but couldn't because of the 9 yo...
Oh well!
I do not see the appeal myself.
I love DS but he can be a PITA to deal with when I'm trying to do adult things. Which is why I leave him at home for things like classes, bridal showers, weddings, dinners, etc.
I do not get people who take their babies EVERYWHERE. A while ago, I went to a wine tasting 30th birthday party. I left DS home with the nanny, obviously. I mean, it was a wine tasting. Who brings a baby to a wine bar?
People did. Buzz kill.
DS was out way past his bedtime on Saturday night. i was kind of mortified my mother booked the dinner as late as she did. He did well, but was in total meltdown mode the entire way home (who could blame him) but even though we had a private room, DH still took him outside the minute he started crying.
But that is not a regular occurrence. If we go out to dinner with him we are usually part of the 530 dinner crowd. LOL.
Yeah, we brought DS to a bar. My dad kept saying it was a pizza place, but when we got there it was definitely a bar that served pizza. Woops!
And we're definitely in the 5:30 dinner crowd now! My whole family went to dinner last night (The Yard House! Finally!) at 5:30 so we could come hehe