“when I cook, not only is it a sin, but it’s also a reversal of the natural order of the world.”
“How is it that you people who live in Brooklyn haven’t come to my house to lynch me for my extreme rishus yet?”
Same rule the applies to laundry applies to cooking. As long as you don’t cross the snood / housecoat threshold, I’ll still vouch for you, Wolf (green meatballs included).