Sunday afternoon. Dad was assigned the assemblage of a monster Lego project. End of the term for the kids, so no homework. A broken phone which refused to tell my daughter that her boyfriend wanted to watch "Titanic" with her (he wants to impress her, I guess), a son who likes to cook, and a mom who was feeling domestic. The result?
The family had a lot to say about the pretzels.
"Tastes like the real thing" ??
But the comment which confused me most?
"Tastes just like corn on the cob."