I don't look as cute as Harris when I'm lying around.
I emailed the restaurant that served me the soused mac and cheese, to ask them to please fix their menu so guests will know when alcohol is an ingredient in unlikely dishes. It matters to a diverse group of us: people with IBS, former alcoholics, people who take medications that interact with alcohol, Muslims, Mormons, and the list goes on. The manager of the restaurant called me tonight and apologized, saying he'd make sure the menu was revised. He also offered me a free meal for two. I'll happily go back — I'll just interrogate the waiter next time, as I usually do.