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fandomhigh2020-06-09 06:25 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2020-06-09 06:25 am
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How to Tame a Willful Wife; Tuesday, Second Period [06/09].
Today's class was going to be held in the Danger Shop, made up to look like the home ec classroom, and, if that should make any of you who'd had Summer's classes in this room before nervous, then....good. It should.
Although you were safe for today. Today, she was just sort of using it for dramatic effect, and there were two things written up on the board that suggested they were getting back to original form this week:
Have Dinner Ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs.
Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favorite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.
And then Summer cleared her throat, though she was hoping to keep her ranting to a minimum, as she'd rather like to avoid inadvertently giving any of her students mini-exestential crises today, especially if it then help lead to potentially breaking up with a boyfriend, because if she knew anything about the love life of any of her students, she knew that would make the rest of class this session incredibly awkward.
Well, more awkward than it already was, anyway.
"Okay," she said, "we're back to the guidebooks, and we're going to highlight this particular one today, which is rooted in the idea of the single-earning household of the nuclear family of the mid-century, because when the economy could actually support the idea that only one spouce could work and actually support an entire family on it, which, yeah, good luck doing that, unless you live on this island, which has a bizarro economy where most people can manage to afford rent and groceries working just a single job, usually just a single day, and yet here I am actually working three, and so that practically makes me a millionaire on this island by its economic standards, but that's something else entirely, so nevermind all that.
"Dinner! And the concept of the willful wife who spends most of her day around the idea that, when her husband comes home from a long, arduous day at work, it should be ready and hot and delicious for him. Which is great if you love to cook, and awful if you don't...or if you're just bad at it. And things can also fall into monotony pretty easily. I mean, every other meal back at my house spaghetti and pancakes, and don't get me wrong, I love those things, and the fact that my mom was still set on this whole dinner-on-the-table thing despite having a way more stressful and demanding job than my dad, because, trust me, no one wanted my dad in the kitchen anyway, lead to a lot of easy, simple meals that weren't too taxing on my mom but still fit the bill of this archaic standard of wifely duties that my mom, a doctor...well, horse surgeon, but she still got that degree, yo...still felt the need to uphold despite the fact that it was outdated and only added more stress to her life than she already had.
"Which leads to the main lesson of the day, and what my mom discovered is the most useful tool in the kitchen for a busy, willful wife who still wants to get dinner on the table on time. It's not a tool, and it's not an appliance, and it's not even a pot or pan. It's....these."
Summer held up a stack of slim, glossy pamphlets.
"Take-out menues! Yes, take-out menues, the best kitchen tool for any wife who wants it all. Trust me, this is a great way to score points with the kids over your spouse, too, because if you don't believe my brother and I didn't liiiiive for pizza day....
"Anyway, so today's lesson is going to be about how to use take-out menues to your best advantage and, for extra bonus points, you can use take-out menues and still have that whole 'dinner on the table by five' feel by learning some creative ways of plating and presenting them. Now, I'm not going so far as to buy out the menu at Taste of Thai and claim it's all your own work, because that is just a road you do not want to travel down, if countless episodes of situational comedies are anything to go by, but it can be kind of fun, to elevate that take-out into something a little nicer and formal.
"I'm also a big fan of literally just eating straight out of the boxes because, seriously, so much less work on doing the dishes afterwards, but there are options, is what I'm saying.
"So today," she flashed them a smile, and started handing out a few take-out menues from literally anywhere, "we're going to get creative, and let's say we're pressed for time, but you've still got to have a nice dinner on the table, and these are your options. It's the danger shop, so you can literally have whatever you need to make your lazy-housewife vision come to life, and just do what you can with these. And honestly, if your big-shot 9-to-5 husband can't even appreciate the artistry that goes into transforming humble take-out into a bomb-ass meal, then get rid of him and find someone who does. Or appreciate that it just means more pizza for you now."
With that, she looked eagerly to the students. "Any questions? If not, let's get to planning and plating, yeah?"
Although you were safe for today. Today, she was just sort of using it for dramatic effect, and there were two things written up on the board that suggested they were getting back to original form this week:
Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favorite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.
And then Summer cleared her throat, though she was hoping to keep her ranting to a minimum, as she'd rather like to avoid inadvertently giving any of her students mini-exestential crises today, especially if it then help lead to potentially breaking up with a boyfriend, because if she knew anything about the love life of any of her students, she knew that would make the rest of class this session incredibly awkward.
Well, more awkward than it already was, anyway.
"Okay," she said, "we're back to the guidebooks, and we're going to highlight this particular one today, which is rooted in the idea of the single-earning household of the nuclear family of the mid-century, because when the economy could actually support the idea that only one spouce could work and actually support an entire family on it, which, yeah, good luck doing that, unless you live on this island, which has a bizarro economy where most people can manage to afford rent and groceries working just a single job, usually just a single day, and yet here I am actually working three, and so that practically makes me a millionaire on this island by its economic standards, but that's something else entirely, so nevermind all that.
"Dinner! And the concept of the willful wife who spends most of her day around the idea that, when her husband comes home from a long, arduous day at work, it should be ready and hot and delicious for him. Which is great if you love to cook, and awful if you don't...or if you're just bad at it. And things can also fall into monotony pretty easily. I mean, every other meal back at my house spaghetti and pancakes, and don't get me wrong, I love those things, and the fact that my mom was still set on this whole dinner-on-the-table thing despite having a way more stressful and demanding job than my dad, because, trust me, no one wanted my dad in the kitchen anyway, lead to a lot of easy, simple meals that weren't too taxing on my mom but still fit the bill of this archaic standard of wifely duties that my mom, a doctor...well, horse surgeon, but she still got that degree, yo...still felt the need to uphold despite the fact that it was outdated and only added more stress to her life than she already had.
"Which leads to the main lesson of the day, and what my mom discovered is the most useful tool in the kitchen for a busy, willful wife who still wants to get dinner on the table on time. It's not a tool, and it's not an appliance, and it's not even a pot or pan. It's....these."
Summer held up a stack of slim, glossy pamphlets.
"Take-out menues! Yes, take-out menues, the best kitchen tool for any wife who wants it all. Trust me, this is a great way to score points with the kids over your spouse, too, because if you don't believe my brother and I didn't liiiiive for pizza day....
"Anyway, so today's lesson is going to be about how to use take-out menues to your best advantage and, for extra bonus points, you can use take-out menues and still have that whole 'dinner on the table by five' feel by learning some creative ways of plating and presenting them. Now, I'm not going so far as to buy out the menu at Taste of Thai and claim it's all your own work, because that is just a road you do not want to travel down, if countless episodes of situational comedies are anything to go by, but it can be kind of fun, to elevate that take-out into something a little nicer and formal.
"I'm also a big fan of literally just eating straight out of the boxes because, seriously, so much less work on doing the dishes afterwards, but there are options, is what I'm saying.
"So today," she flashed them a smile, and started handing out a few take-out menues from literally anywhere, "we're going to get creative, and let's say we're pressed for time, but you've still got to have a nice dinner on the table, and these are your options. It's the danger shop, so you can literally have whatever you need to make your lazy-housewife vision come to life, and just do what you can with these. And honestly, if your big-shot 9-to-5 husband can't even appreciate the artistry that goes into transforming humble take-out into a bomb-ass meal, then get rid of him and find someone who does. Or appreciate that it just means more pizza for you now."
With that, she looked eagerly to the students. "Any questions? If not, let's get to planning and plating, yeah?"
Sign In - HtTaWW, 06/09.
Re: Sign In - HtTaWW, 06/09.
Listen to the Lecture - HtTaWW, 06/09.
Plan a Take-Out Dinner! - HtTaWW, 06/09.
Re: Plan a Take-Out Dinner! - HtTaWW, 06/09.
Talk to Summer - HtTaWW, 06/09.
It might work! At least she wasn't going to put it in jello! BUT SHE COULD.
OOC - HtTaWW, 06/09.