ubertuber

This is a wierd ritual at my house too... I don't go home from school too often, but when I do my mother always makes something I really like, such as pork roast. BUT she'll put ranch salad dressing on it as a marinade (which she knows I hate) and not say anything. It's like a dare - I can't say anything rude about her cooking on the one night in 4 months that I eat at home, but if I eat the food she'll claim that I couldn't even tell that it had dressing on it. Either that or she'll make some godawful side dish like spoon bread. I still haven't figured out what response she is hoping for...

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