Background: For a friend's Christmas dinner, I baked a chocolate "decadence" cake from the Silver Palate Cookbook.
Making the dessert included melting chocolate, beating egg whites, sifting flour ... work. Son No. 1 -- who has preferred processed foods to fresh since he was a baby -- wasn't thrilled with it.
A couple of days after Christmas, he and a friend baked their own cake in the wee hours, apparently in tribute to the movie they'd just seen, Django Unchained. This conversation happened the following morning.
Son: We made a white cake last night.
Mother: I saw. It looks great. What'd you do, use a mix?
Son, defensively: Yes, we used a mix. It was good.
Mother: That's great. Most people use mixes. They don't make things from scratch like I do. There's nothing wrong with that.
Son: And it's better.