I met Jeff‘s parents yesterday at his mom’s birthday brunch. A pretty big step I guess. We brainstormed about what I could give his mom (since it would be my first time meeting her) and settled on a box of chocolates from Jacques Torres (which she loved).

Jeff was a bundle of nerves beforehand and I was afterwards (unconvinced that they had liked me). But it went well. Now I have a few months to worry needlessly before my mom visits NYC this summer and meets Jeff.

The food, by the way, was delicious. Afterwards we took a walk around the Village and basked in the relatively warm air, marveling at how many cafes had pulled out their sidewalk table and chairs from winter storage.