“I am surprised you are making an apple pie, you hate apple pie.” said the in-law.
“No, I fucking love apple pie.” I replied. “I hate American apple pie.”
“What’s the difference?”
“American apple pie is an overly sweet confection with no depth of taste and utterly lacking in character ruined by that most accursed spice of American households everywhere.”
“Oh that’s right, I forgot you hate cinnamon.”
“No, I fucking love cinnamon. I just don’t think it should be used in every dessert, dish or drink between Oct 1st and January 1st as though the entire country simultaneously forgot how to cook.”
Two weeks later. Same in-law.
“Don’t eat that, you won’t like it, it has cinnamon in it and I know how much you hate cinnamon.”