The slightly extended family came over for dinner tonight, with a “special guest.” Ooooh.
Except when my mother said that, she didn’t mean me, even though none of that slightly extended family has seen me since I moved home. She meant my vegetarian aunt. And did she make something vegetarian for that vegetarian “special guest”? No! Did I? Yes!
(Don’t mind my sneaky bit of Italian sausage I snuck from the meat sauce’s pan…)