One of these days I'll have to make time to show him where to plug it in. Since computers first entered our lives, much has changed. Now the kitchen's become a place I pass through on the way to check my email. I've almost forgotten how to use the stove. I pause, fork halfway to my mouth, thinking hard.
Pasta slips onto the caps lock and slides south.
I say, scooping the edge of an envelope between the caps lock and the shift key. I've got to admit that Dad's become pretty handy in the kitchen these last few years. Well, it was either that or starve. His mother's macaroni and cheese, soul food from childhood, is delicious. He does a mean pork roast and a tasty BBQ, too.