Pot Luck

Dear Jeepers,
I am invited to a dinner party tonight at the home of a friend opposed on principle to furniture. He feels that couches and chairs instill lazy thinking and bad posture. He thinks that only plebian minds are attracted to coffee tables, which he says are like hospital trays and that the only reason people buy them is because they've been brainwashed by Ikea showrooms and situation comedy sets. His house is completely bare, except for a few Moroccan, leather beanbags and the metal shelving that holds his many volumes of science writing and French poetry.

The dinner is pot luck, so my question is two-fold: What should I wear, and what covered dish should I take?

-Anna Lucia Ferrar

Dear Ms. Ferrar,
Take a highly spiced cold bean casserole and wear this bolero jacket and long skirt. And, since I take it that you're in love, dab some Alfred Sung perfume behind your ears and arrive bearing a potted flowering tree or a rescued dog to add life to his place. When the meal is through, offer to help with the dishes, if he believes in them.

Have a wonderful time and tell us how it goes.

Yours,
J