When is too much, too much?

Friday, April 24, 2015

The first time I ate in a cafeteria without one of my siblings or my mother supervising my choices was in the employee cafeteria at the Woodward and Lothrop Department Store in Washington, D.C., on F Street. My sister Kathryn, a recent graduate of Georgetown University's Home Economics Department was the "boss" of the cafeteria. One Saturday she had invited my sister Ellen and me to come eat our lunch there before some other activity later in the day.

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