You get a text from your 19yo saying "are potatoes supposed to be purple?"
I'd planned sausage and mash for dinner, DS1 said he'd prefer chips. I said if he was going to cook he could do what he liked and left him to get dinner while I went to do some errands.
How have I managed to raise a 19yo who can cook chips but doesn't know potatoes come in red and white varieties? 