Tonight I was at Shalimar (which has become my favorite Indian restaurant; sorry India Garden) eating my dinner, and after I ate my appetizer this straight couple with a baby boy came in and sat diagonal from me.
The baby was adorable, blah, blah, blah, but getting grumpy. So, the mother takes the baby and proceeds to breast feed him right there at the table. I couldn’t help but notice it, being that she was all of five feel from me. Thankfully, she used a cloth napkin to cover everything, though I could have probably seen more if I had tried.
Meanwhile, the father stares me down, as if to dare me to look. You know me! Nothing gets me hot and bothered more than a baby sucking milk out of a woman’s titty.
The whole thing was a bit weird, so I’m glad it ended and I was able to finish my chicken korma.
