It’s the sort of scene to bring joy to any parent’s heart; your own child, chopping onions.
When my kids leave home I want them to be self sufficient and know how to cook themselves a decent meal. Know how to cook any potential boyfriend/girlfriend wholesome homemade fare. Mainly so said boyfriend/girlfriend says “wow, your mum was so awesome”. Because that’s totally going to happen.
I also want to make sure that when I’m old and frail and unable to drag myself to the kitchen, at least one of my offspring will bring me a decent pot of chilli/bolognese/shepherd’s pie.