I love playing tabletop games with my family.
Especially when the game is Bananagrams.
And especially when the game devolves into me drinking too much and my brother running around the room ad-libbing a jungle adventure in the manner of John Cleese at the top of his voice in which I am a drunken alligator and my sister is the missing link between man and ape.
And then we make brownies.
Don’t even get me started on that one time we played Monopoly.