My wife cooked 38 dishes for 75 relatives—only to be dismissed as “too simple.” I said nothing, took one photo, and by morning, they were begging me to undo what I’d done

can’t be serious.”

“I’ve never been more serious about food.”

“This has gone too far.”

“No.”

I lowered my voice.

“It went too far when Gloria stayed awake all night cooking with a burned hand, and you dismissed everything without lifting a single lid.”

Another silence.

“Come eat,” I said quietly. “Or don’t.”

Then I ended the call.

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