Slow-roasted chicken. Taking a shower with your father shooting questions at you through the bathroom door. Twin trundle beds, on wheels, on a waxed wooden floor, for you and your wife to push (and try to keep) together during a hot night in your childhood bedroom. There are myriad attractive reasons to choose to stay in your parents’ home when you’re visiting for the holidays–that is, if you have parents, and if they have a home. But if you do, and if you hail from New York, and if you come from a close-knit family, and if you are me (and many others at the tail end of Generation X, who…