I mean, we've all been there...
> After having risen from table, to stoop with too much precipitancy to pick up a lady’s glove, you knock your head against the arm of the chair, on which she is seated; and, on getting up again, you give another a blow on the stomach with your head, after having felt vour tight pantaloons give way, when you have no drawers on...
@th Good title for a book: "Apician morsels; or, Tales of the table, kitchen, and larder : containing a new and improved code of eatics; select epicurean precepts; nutritive maxims, reflections, anecdotes, &c. illustrating the veritable science of the mouth; which includes the art of never breakfasting at home, and always dining abroad"
Love the "eatics" 😀
always during the first quadrille, right?