Grandma’s hold a special place in everybody’s lives. They are sweet, warm and generous. The other day, my dear grandma calls me and asks me if I would go over for dinner. My grandma is an awesome cook and I’m always up for a free dinner. So I said yes. (Fellow American friends, I use the phrase “up for it” instead of “I’m down”. Yes, laugh all you want.)
Did I mention that grandmas can be scary as well? How so?
Plate after plate after plate after plate….. of food. For me.
And then comes the killer phrase, “They’re all your favourite.”
BAZINGA. And now you have no excuse not to eat it all.
Oh….and by the way, it was just a “quick casual dinner….with nothing much to eat” in my grandma’s own words… and you may have already guessed that this was a dinner for two. Oh yea….
If I get really fat, you know who’s to blame.
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