A lot of the time, I feel like a New Yorker. I will argue with you over where to get the best slice in the city. I often tut at the slowness of pedestrians. I tell cab drivers if I want them to take the Westside Highway or not depending on the time of day. I know how to get to Carnegie Hall. Â I once saw a rat try to stare down a Pomeranian.Â But there are still times when I feel emphatically, culturally Other.
Examples: When Americans talk about how much they love box mix Mac n Cheese or brownies, baseball in general, anything to do with the US healthcare system. References to distances â€“ â€œItâ€™s really a short drive to Phili from New Yorkâ€, “Sure, let’s go and have lunch in Amish country!” â€“ or to the concept of what makes for an old building – â€œitâ€™s Prewar.â€
This weekend I went to a delightful baby shower. There was fruit punch, there were sandwiches and scones and cup cakes decorated to look like ladybirds. After that, we played games. Pretty straightforward, right? Nope. Totally foreign.
Iâ€™ve written before about the pitfalls ofÂ Bridal Showers. Baby Showers, it turns out, also underline the fact, in the nicest possible way, that I am an alien in a strange land.
If youâ€™re not American and you get invited to a baby shower this is what you need to know:
- Buy a gift off the registered list, have it delivered to you, and wrap it in something pastel. The mother-to-be will unwrap in again at the actual party. Don’t, for example, go off list and buy the mother a bottle of gin with the customized label “Mother’s Ruin”. This is kinda the focal point. You can’t half arse it.
- If you are asked to write anything at all â€“ in a book, on a card, on the paper picture frame that will later hold the black and white image of a scan â€“ write something heartfelt and serious. At the last baby shower I went to we were asked to write messages to the baby on the underside of rubber ducks in waterproof marker. Everybody else wrote things like, â€œI wish you a strong heart, a lifetime of love, and the courage to follow your dreams,â€ I wrote â€œI wish you the superpower of flight and a good sense of humor.â€ This was not quite the thing.
- You may be asked to guess the circumference of the baby bump by snipping off a length of ribbon. Err on the side of small, especially if the mother spent any formative teenage summers at Fat Camp and might be sensitive about such things.
- If you play a game where chocolate bars are melted in diapers to look like baby poo and you have to observe, sniff and taste to guess the brand, forget about it. You wonâ€™t know what a 100 grand bar is. You won’t win the prize no matter how hard you try.
- Your drink may be decorated with plastic babies, and your ice cubes may contain miniature pacifiers in pink and blue. Donâ€™t choke on them.