dining without children

Toronto, 2013.06.20

On several occasions since Ken's birth, we've eaten nice meals (cough cough, "without kids") because Ken was fairly good with sleeping through the late afternoon-evening if we got lucky. Not so with Emma.

And with everything else we've put ourselves through recently, we've just not had the time to go out for a nice dinner.

Until tonight. We had a superb tapas meal at a place on King Street. We talked about basically everything *but* kids for the first time in a long, long time. In fact we decided that it had been two months .. less than three years.

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rand()m quote

(In which I leave the final word to someone else.)

Naturally the common people don't want war: Neither in Russia, nor in England, nor for that matter in Germany. That is understood. But, after all, it is the leaders of the country who determine the policy and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.

-Hermann Goering