A Meal

As busy as the dear friend's father is, in spite of an early morning flight tomorrow, he took time out to host us to dinner at one of his favorite restaurants, indulged us in all our dietary preferences and ordered so much food that could feed many of us.

Then we chatted. The topics just flowed and the conversation was hilarious. He regaled us with tales we never knew and we shocked him with the naughty things we used to do as kids.

At work, he is a formidable man. Authoritative and decisive, you'd completely defer to his title of 'Chairman'. But to us, he's just Uncle K, warm, engaging and indulgent. He routinely tsks at us whenever we buy little gifts for him and the family. But he doesn't bat an eyelid or listen to our protests when he sends us rare single malts and takes us out to yummy dinners.

It's one thing to have the dear friend to claim as ours. It's quite another for us to be at ease with the family and have her father treat us like his own too. We feel so so blessed. :D