Reubenesque

Danger Monkey, age 10: “Are you making that sandwich that’s all the gross things mixed up and named after a guy?”

Me: “Yes, this is a Reuben. It’s very delicious.”

DM: “It’s disgusting! How can you eat that?”

Me: “Sorry you feel that way.”

DM: “So gross.”

Me: “Hey, more for me. And if you don’t like it, that’s fine but I’m going to ask that you don’t sit there making fun of my sandwich.”

DM: (long pause)

DM: “Can I have some?”