Man, are we out of practice. We're in DC for Christmas and went to brunch in Adams Morgan. Giant coffee shop/cafe, a couple of children scattered about, no problem.
The kid stayed in her carseat on her stroller, and we parked in some sofas. No sooner did we order than my wife makes a face. What? The eyes point behind me. What? D'oh! The guy next to us is smoking.
Looking around, everyone was smoking. BECAUSE WE WERE SITTING IN THE SMOKING SECTION. I felt like a Jew in a bacon factory. (Or a Jew on Christmas Eve Day, perhaps?)
Anyway, more than us being so out of practice at just hanging out, I think it's just a New York thing. See, in New York, we don't HAVE restuarants with smoking sections anymore; and we've banished all our smokers to alleyways and street corners. Meanwhile, if you want to smoke, come to DC. Our seats'll be free in about 10 seconds.