My Family Skipped My “Pointless” Award—Then Watched It Live From a Restaurant TV

disappear into video games or books or sports. I disappeared into recipes. While Danielle monopolized the bathroom mirror preparing for her social life, I sat on the kitchen floor with our cracked tablet propped against a flour canister, watching strangers’ hands chop onions and knead dough and deglaze pans, rewinding the same fifteen-second clip over continue reading …