A friend of mine recently relayed a story pre covid of her sister, who was essentially the family version of the ‘drunk uncle’, and her daughter, who she’s desperately trying to turn into a social media influencer. This happened pre-COVID at her family’s Thanksgiving party.
My friend is an avid baker. She loves it and watches all the shows. Still she is not the best at it. Things generally taste wonderful if not a tad over baked. She takes particular pride in her cookies, and during the holiday season takes the time to bake properly and decorate. She wants them to be fun and festive. Her sister, the one who always shows up empty handed, is incapable of even heating anything up even if you set the house on fire. So at the end of the Thanksgiving party, the leftovers were being divided up, and the sister, who of course is first in line, decides she wants to take my friend’s cookies home.
My friend noticed her sister, who never brings anything, is being very particular about what cookies to take and seems to be only taking the best looking ones of the batch, which of course means that nobody else in the family who actually did bring food and contributed to the event, didn’t get any of the good stuff. About a week or so later she sees her niece a self described ‘influencer’s post on social media. In the photo she smiles at the camera wearing an apron with the stale adage ‘The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.’ She states in the description, ‘I never knew I had such a talent for baking’. In front of her she holds out a plate of (You may have already guessed where this is heading by now.) the cookies that my friend/her sister/ the ‘influencer’s’ aunt made. Stolen confectionery valor.