A better day than you had, I'd reckon.

Thursday, my father texted me: "Want to go get lunch?"
Well, of course I did. We met at the Indian (dot not feather) place. They were closed. We went to a Thai place. There we drank Thai iced coffee, ate over-spiced curry, and chatted for hours, camping at our table.
We went next door to a coffee shop, and killed another hour and a half there, drinking strong black coffee.
When I finally left, I'd managed to steal 5 hours with my dad.