Doug: “I’m getting barbecue for dinner, B. Does that sound good?”
Billie: “Yes!”
Doug: “Brisket?”
Billie: “Yes!”
Doug: “Anything else?”
Billie: “Just make sure they know how to make brisket. It has to melt in my mouth. It has to be so tender that I need to forget that I exist. And it needs to be smoother than a grown adult’s bottom. Because we all know babies don’t know how to use lotion.”