Last night J was in charge of getting dinner started (pad thai, a boxed mix with added chicken and veggies) before I got home from school so that we could go to the gym. He dragged out a big pot for the rice noodles, and Z made the reasonable conclusion based upon her previous observations and announced when I came in the door "Makin' beer!".
That's what J does most often in the kitchen (besides making lunch), and it involves big pots of water.
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