Last week, I read an interview with Tom Colicchio the New York Times Sunday Magazine and I can't stop thinking about it, "it" being the following:
Household issue he’s fussy about: When I am having a dinner party and the food hits the table, please be seated already. It drives me nuts when people aren’t there.
Tom, I just want to tell you that if you ever were to invite my husband and me to your house for dinner, you'd find that we were excellent, maybe even exceptional, guests. Really, you wouldn't have to worry about where we'd be when the food hit the table. Not for one hot second.