“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