that's how the story goes, mom is like ill's sister. try to cater to them and they'll still bitch. i guess i'm still searching for some approval that will never come. granted you bring up a good point. it'll never come. can't ask for a receipt on a meal, though....
actually, now that i think about it, fuck that, i bought them a tankless water heater at 23. fuck, i guess i'm just trying to make a delicious meal for someone that has no sense of smell or taste (and this was before Covid, but I guess it's really true now), meh. think i'll make some chicken parm (my last attempt was subpar).