Past due

“I think mom had a shopping problem,” I say to my brother and dad. They laugh because even though I’m exaggerating a little bit, my mom did love to shop. My brother and I are in Winslow with our dad. Our mission: go through the massive amounts of holiday decorations collected by my mom through the years, and divide stuff up amongst us.

My mom had tubs and tubs of Christmas decorations and looking through them all, and sorting them, took us into the late afternoon. We are enjoying ourselves. “Judy, really?” I say, when I come across something particularly schmaltzy. Plus when’s the last time I hung with my dad and brother for a weekend, just us?

My dad observes that if we wanted to, we could decorate each room in the house with a different Christmas theme. Like, a Snowman room, say, or a Classic Santa room, or a Playful Winter Penguins room.

Later that night after going out for tacos, we gathered at the kitchen table to play some cards. I said, “Hey dad, do you have any Tequila Rose?” Because he usually does have the sweet strawberry flavored tequila. It’s something I like to drink at my parents’ house. I think I’ve only ever had it at their house. My dad said, “No, but I’ve probably got something else.” He stood on the kitchen step stool and rooted around in the high cabinet until he found a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream. “Hey, I’ve got this!” he said triumphantly. It was a jumbo bottle, and looked almost full.
“Sure, that’ll do,” I said.
We all three poured a glass while I shuffled the deck of cards.

A half hour later, my dad was examining the bottle while he waited for his turn. Our glasses sat nearly empty “Listen to this,” he said. “For optimal consumption of this product please use by date on bottle . . .” he paused dramatically.
“Well, what is it?” we said.
“November, 2008!”
We crack up. We’re four years too late for optimal consumption.”

We reassure ourselves that it’s liquor so it can’t go bad, right? And it tasted perfectly fine besides. More importantly it’s possible that my mom bought this bottle of Irish Cream, and since she’s been gone since 2008, that seems remarkable in itself.