Yesterday I found Kiki (the 9-year-old) dipping pork-rinds in a bowl of what looked like cream cheese. Since I often eat them with french onion dip, and since I love fritos with cream cheese, I dipped one and prepared to pop it in the ol’ cake-hole.
Sandra: “That’s not cream cheese. That’s cake frosting.”
Me: throws the pork rind in the sink in a panic “Cake frosting? Kiki, what are you DOING?”
Kiki: “Daddy, they’re GOOD this way.”
There you have it. I’ll not vouchsafe pork-rinds and cake-frosting for you, but my 9-year-old will.