9:15 p.m. — E. and I run home to check on the dog. I’m a little paranoid after the pee situation earlier, so we just run up, make sure she’s okay, and leave to meet my parents, my sister, and my sister’s BF at a Japanese place around the corner. None of us are that hungry after our mid-afternoon latke feast, but my family is very weird about having three square meals a day. I get the matcha-dusted salmon with ginger mashed sweet potatoes, and eat half and save the rest for a future meal. My parents cover the bill.