Happy Family Moments
Last night my father-in-law came over for dinner. We had chicken, which he loves, and drank a great chilled Falanghina he’d picked up the previous weekend in Guardia Sanframondi. Then my daughter suggested he see the photos from our last trip: I still had them on my Mac, so I screen-shared to the Apple TV. It was a happy moment, cheerful and shared. Then, when we were done, as I was setting down the little glass of homemade Nocillo my mother makes, the goddamn MacBook slipped out of my hand and the fucking screen shattered.