“Remember when you said if I ate all my dinner, I could have a cookie after?” Lillian asked me across the dinner table.
“Yes. I do.” I responded.
“Well, I thought it was going to be a GOOD dinner. Not THIS,” she said shoving her plate of carefully homemade lasagna across the table.
“I’ll just take the biscotti.”
Then there was the time in a Galaxy far far away, after having prepared what I thought was an excellent meal of Veal Marsala the kids asked me to take the recipe out of my recipe box and cheered when I tore it up!!!! Now they cheer if I cook!!!!
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