Category: food
the discerning palate lives…
my mom hasn’t spoken words audible, understandable words in months… until…
daughter: (feeding my mom a nursing home vanilla ice cream cup) mom, do you want some more dessert?
little tobin: (face squished, mouth pursed, eyes eager) yes, a better one. (clear as day)
wiener vs. wiener…
(there are 2 mini hotdog shops in pittsfield – families are divided, friends are lost, blood is shed over which is better.)
daughter: it’s so weird there are still 2 dueling hotdog places?
little tobin: men have issues…
daughter: HAHAHA yes big issues.
little tobin: small issues!
taste!…
little tobin: (driving past) wow that arizona pizza parking lot is so packed.
daughter: yeah all people with no taste.
little tobin: well that’s ridiculous – how could they eat the pizza if they have no teeth?
dinner party staff…
little tobin: hey, i planned a dinner party with my friends for friday night.
daughter: ok, i’ll make other plans that night.
little tobin: no need – you’re the chef.
little tobin & daughter 