also, my grandma is a riot
grandma: i didn’t like going to nyu. it was full of all sorts of distasteful people, people you wouldn’t want to associate with. you know, new yorkers.
then, later,
my dad [recommending a bottle of sherry to a guest]: here, have some. it’s barely alcoholic, it’s old lady sherry.
my mother: paul!
dad: i’m sorry. it’s grandma sherry. [to the guest] it’s okay, she doesn’t catch every word of the conversation anyway.
grandma: yes, but you never know which words i do catch.
keeps us all on our toes. i heart my family.