The chicken wings have been in the over for 20 minutes, at 200C. The timer went and she turned the oven off. In came my brother insisting it's not done yet. The girlfriend says it's done. No, it's not done, my brother insists. Yes, it is done. No, it's not. How can it be done, he asks, it usually takes 45minutes. Of course it's done, just look at it. NO! YES! NO! YES!
Smash and crash went the pan onto the floor. My brother stormed out the kitchen, the door banging behind him. She screamed after him and stormed upstairs.
I stood in the kitchen, wondering what just happened. Silently smiling inside. The things people argue about...
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