When my mother-in-law turned 60, she planned a “classy” family dinner and handed out dish assignments. Her daughters brought wine. Her niece brought rolls. Her son—my husband—just had to “bring his appetite.”Me? I was told to cook five gourmet dishes from scratch, including homemade pasta and multiple sauces. I spent two full days chopping, baking, and garnishing. Our kitchen looked like a culinary war zone, but I made everything perfect,
At the party, my food was a hit. Everyone asked who made what. My MIL just smiled and said, “My girls really outdid themselves,” motioning to her daughters. I didn’t get a single mention.Then came her birthday toast. She raised her glass and said, “Some went above and beyond. Others just showed up.” And smirked right at me.