batter bake-off

My challenging(ly) talented parents argued over who has the best hake batter recipe. My mother swears by the recipe of her mother, as she does with all her recipes. But my jack-in-a-box pops prefers his own intuition with a pinch of nostalgia.

Of course he also credits the wisdom of his mother but when the pot boils down to a reduction, she can only get credit in the wisps of nostalgia that linger in your nose and tickle your palate.

So thanks to my competitive nature I so furiously received wrapped in a box of genes, I challenged them to a batter bake off.

and they're off
and they’re off
ma vs pa
some spying on the opposition
so I made a salad
dipped and dunked
it looks all the same to me
I just had calamari instead