I have a good memory

Last night dad asked me: “remember when we were in Paris and we were in that cafe (boulangerie) eating baguette sandwich ...” I thought for a while and then I said “you mean when I had an orange juice made from real oranges, and when you took some veggies from my sandwich because I didn’t like them?”  My father froze.  He said “Yes, how do you remember all that? I can’t believe it. And I don’t even remember taking those veggies from your sandwich.”