I had to explain what a Dutch Oven was to my mother.
My little sister asked for one for Christmas and when I said that I’d give her one, much teasing was had. This was over e-mails throughout the family. Next time I was talking to my mom on the phone she said “Okay, now there was some jokes that you kids were making that I didn’t’ quite get but I know there was something….”
My sisters also had to explain to her that the little old ladies who dusted the pew cushions at church should not be called the “Church Fluffers”.
