Babcism of the day – Cooking advice

I have this week off from work, so we’ve been hanging sheet rock at Babci’s. I figured that my pizza dough would go unused so I brought it over for her.

Here’s a typical conversation:

Babci: “Where did you get the recipe?”

Me: “I made it from my sourdough starter.”

Babci: “Do me a favor and don’t invite anyone over for pizza because I don’t want you to embarrass yourself.”

For the record, my sourdough pizza is chewy, tangy and mouth watering. Here’s my last batch of bread.

I’m so glad that these comments no longer make me angry but instead make me laugh. You can imagine what my teen years were like with such a critic.  By this time in my life, I’m actually curious at the things she comes up with to criticize. I give her something and wonder..what possibly could she say about this creation?  She always has a quip or two.  This bread by the way didn’t have a cooked enough bottom crust.

My adult revelation is this: If your parents criticize you, it’s just their way to try to pass on their knowledge to the next generation. It’s not  actually their attempt to slowly chip away at your self esteem.

Now that you’re older and wiser, what parental annoyances have you grown to love and understand?