the generation gap

Actual conversation with my grandmother (age 87):

Grandma: Well, since you don't eat meat I guess you can just cook what you want for yourself and then put a separate piece of meat in the oven for John. Pseudo: Actually, he pretty much just eats what I eat. He orders meat at restaurants sometimes, but at home we don't really cook meat. Grandma (half-wailing): But he's a boy! Boy's need meat! You're his wife! You have to cook him meat! Pseudo: [chokes on tongue in effort to bite it]