So, I asked Tyson (who’s a dad) if all families are the same way. In his own words:
“Just imagine dads across America in the kitchen doing the entire — first of all, I don’t know how to make macaroni and cheese, I don’t know how to make sweet potato pie, I don’t know how to make collard greens and all these different things. Now, there are some men who know how to do that, OK, but they’re usually chefs. They usually — that’s their profession. I’m a professional eater and football television watcher.”
That’s not fair, Tyson.
So, I proposed a little Thanksgiving switcheroo. This year, I’ll sit in the living room with my feet up, and Tyson will cook an entire dinner for me!
OK, I’m not that mean. But Tyson and I are still going to switch roles. This Thanksgiving, he’ll be Elissa the Mom, and I’ll be the assistant.