“Does this smell ok to you?,” Wanda Averageskin asked her sister-in-law Helen Nonpuke.

“Smells ok to me Wanda, are you making your famous bread pudding for the reunion?,” Helen asked.

“O yes, everyone just raved about it last time, didn’t they?,” Wanda beamed.

Thinks she’s Betty freakin Crocker, Helen thought.

“O, well you make the best bread pudding I’ve ever tasted, Wanda,” she quickly responded.

“Even better than yours?,” Wanda asked.

“Well of course,” Helen said, holding back laughter.

Wanda’s husband Alvin entered the room, said hi to sister and kissed his wife on the cheek. “MMM, you’re making your bread pudding aren’t you Wanda?,” he said, licking his lips.

No wonder she thinks she’s the next Martha Stewart, Helen grumbled under her breath. I will not eat any of it. And the milk IS sour, she chuckled to herself triumphantly.