The Brothers were instructed to make dinner -- cook the chicken for the tacos and dispense the sides -- salsa, grated cheese, shredded lettuce, refried beans. Oliver is a Master Griller (I'm not joking), and Henry - well -- he always looks glamorous. When faced with the plastic top covering the container of salsa, this conversation ensued. Add in irony and humor, because that was the general tone.
Henry: Mom, how do I open the salsa?
Me: Henry, you get a small knife and pierce through that plastic and then peel it off.
Henry: I'm gonna starve in college, right?
Oliver: Henry, you're so bad in the kitchen.
Henry: Oliver, shut up or I'll kill you.
***The word "conversation" in quotes is intentional.