{"id":420,"date":"2008-02-18T14:34:38","date_gmt":"2008-02-18T14:34:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/02\/18\/top-cooker\/"},"modified":"2008-02-18T14:34:38","modified_gmt":"2008-02-18T14:34:38","slug":"top-cooker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/02\/18\/top-cooker\/","title":{"rendered":"Top Cooker"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A few months back, someone asked C (our five year old) who cooked the best Macaroni and Cheese. That was a bit of a silly question. His Nana&#8217;s Macaroni and Cheese is legendary. It is &#8211; far and away &#8211; his favorite food. He talks about it to whoever will listen. I wouldn&#8217;t be surprised if he dreamed about it.<\/p>\n<p>Since then, the boys have had an ongoing discussion regarding who is the &#8220;best cooker&#8221;. The opening salvo to this discussion was when C announced at dinner &#8220;Nana&#8217;s the best cooker!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>His mom, of course, wasn&#8217;t very happy about this. She immediately responded with &#8220;she certainly cooks the best Macaroni and Cheese.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>To which he replied, &#8220;yeah, and the best pie.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Momma replied with some things that she made the best. He responded with more of Nana&#8217;s &#8220;best&#8221;. If you don&#8217;t mind, I&#8217;ll spare myself the trouble I&#8217;d get in for actually sharing those lists publicly. Suffice it to say, the two did not come to any sort of agreement.<\/p>\n<p>I chimed in, of course, that I made the best eggs &#8211; but neither paid me much attention.<\/p>\n<p>Over the past few months, the kids have tried to rank the various cookers. The general consensus is &#8220;Nana, Momma, Grampa, Daddy&#8221; &#8211; though my lobbying sometimes gets me in front of Grampa. It&#8217;s worth mentioning, I suppose, that to the best of my knowledge Grampa has never cooked any food for the kids. He leaves that up to Nana and their Momma. Smart man.<\/p>\n<p>This morning, Momma had made eggs for breakfast.&nbsp; As we were eating, C announced &#8220;Momma&#8217;s the best cooker!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Momma smiled around her eggs. Of course, I couldn&#8217;t let this pass.&nbsp;&#8221;What about me? I think I&#8217;m the best cooker.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The boys&#8217; heads whipped around to face me. &#8220;Nah&#8230;&#8221; they said in unison. C continnued &#8220;You make good eggs, but that&#8217;s it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And ice cream! I make the best ice cream!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No&#8230;Momma makes the best pizza too. Actually, Nana and Momma make the best pizza! They make it together.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Momma shook her head in dismay. &#8220;That was a frozen pizza.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, I think I make the best desserts.&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>The boys conferred. &#8220;Nah, Momma makes the best brownies,&#8221; C said. His little brother nodded agreement. &#8220;But,&#8221; C continued. &#8220;You do&nbsp;better than Grampa.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Well, I guess that&#8217;s all I can hope for.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A few months back, someone asked C (our five year old) who cooked the best Macaroni and Cheese. That was a bit of a silly question. His Nana&#8217;s Macaroni and Cheese is legendary. It is &#8211; far and away &#8211; his favorite food. He talks about it to whoever will listen. 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