The Kid Brother’s Birthday

Today is The Kid Brother’s birthday. (Click for last year’s birthday post and more info on The Kid.) Unlike me, Chuck is quite capable in the kitchen. He even owns a wok — in which, I believe, he has been known to cook pork chops.  But, still, he does use the wok.

JUST BEFORE I TRIED TO SHOOT HIM OUT OF THE CANNON.
(AROUND 1962. FORT TICONDEROGA, NY.)

In addition to my brother’s developmental issues, he can be obsessive-compulsive. We all have a bit of it, I suppose. I like to align things. Our mother, The Dowager Duchess, folds plastic grocery bags into flat 4-inch squares that look like they’ve been ironed, and she folds sheets and pillowcases so perfectly that you can’t tell which are the fitted sheets until you’ve unfolded them.

BACK HOME ON LONG ISLAND.

The Kid Brother’s OCD leads him to make the fluffiest scrambled eggs imaginable. He beats and whisks the eggs into a froth of perfection.

IN THE LATE ’80s, PUT TO WORK IN OUR CONNECTICUT KITCHEN.

In honor of Chuck’s birthday, I was going to bake a cake. But then I thought of how it would probably turn out. So I sent a gift by mail instead. Sorry, Charlie! Watch the below tutorial to see why there’s no cake. (Chuck loves The Three Stooges.)

Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WISEGUY!

Author: Moving with Mitchell

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