“That’s how you eat your hot dogs?”
My step-father is spreading mustard on his hot dog but he stops when he sees my mom’s.
My mom pauses, and continues cutting her hot dog into one-bite pieces and answers, “Yes, this is my special way.”
I take a bite of my hot dog that is loosely wrapped by a paper towel and say, “Well, I think ways that work for you are the best.”
“Sure.” They nod.
But honestly, I suffer unscratchable itches on my heart everytime my step-father eats chow mein with a fork.
Photo By: Clint McMahon
