Ditch the Kids at the Food Court, We're Going Gourmet!

During a trip to Washington D.C. for a cousin's Bat Mitzvah, my parents, grandmother, brother and I went to a local mall to get out of the rain. We did a little shopping and after a time my father asked Aaron and I if we were hungry. We replied, "Yes! Let's eat!" So he took us over to the food court and gave us some cash. Mom told us to get whatever we wanted. We both choose Chinese food (why, I cannot say) and got in line. After paying for the food and thinking the "adults" are getting their lunches elsewhere, Dad yells, FROM ACROSS THE HALL, "We'll meet up with you later! We're going to the Nordstrom Cafe! Call me on my cell phone when you are done!"

And then they LEFT.

We were stunned- they duped us into eating the cheap, crappy food and then made a hasty exit to the good restaurant without us. Why not pull us out of the line and say, "We don't like any of the options here- why don't we all go to the Nordstrom Cafe and have lunch together?"

No.

We were ditched by our parents and our grandmother. Who, along with my Mother, wasn't even in sight when my father yelled across the hall to alert us to their plan. We were convinced that if it had been up to the women, they would have left us without a word! No two children felt more like Hansel and Gretel that day in that mall than we did. To add insult to injury, the food was some of the WORST slop imaginable. We couldn't even eat it and ended up going hungry for the rest of the day. Poor Sarah and Aaron. Boo-hoo for us.