Punchline | Teresa Poast

My whole family was at my grandmother's house for dinner, and she was busy cooking. She doesn't really like steak and potatoes, she's more of a gourmet type of person, but she was cooking it for my dad, mom, grandfather and I because we all love it. Dinner was finally ready, and we all sat down to eat. Every few seconds, she kept asking, "is everything alright?" or "how's your food everybody?". Finally, my dad looked at her and said, "mom, the food is wonderful, why do you keep asking?"

"Well," said my grandmother, "it's really hard to cook for people you don't like."