My mother in law (a.k.a. Grandma New York) and I were in the kitchen cleaning snow peas together in order to get a jump on some of the holiday prep cooking.
I was talking about how K and I wish we lived closer to family now that we have kids.
"I wish we lived closer to you or to my mom," I said. "You know... so we could zip over and drop the kids off when we need a break from them."
My Irish American, raised in the United States mother-in-law did not skip a beat when she gave the deadpan reply,
"No speak-ah the English."