My mother: "How long do you cook spaghetti after the water comes to a boil?"
Me: [baffled that my 70-year-old mother doesn't know how to make spaghetti]
Mom: "Well, I never make spaghetti!"
If it were someone else, I would worry they were getting demented, but it's actually the kind of question my mother asks me not infrequently. Like she's never sure how to calculate the tip in restaurants. And she didn't know what a pinata was.
I finally told her to look at the box, which said 10 minutes, but she insisted that wasn't usually that long. Although I don't understand how it can "usually" not be that long if she "never" cooks spaghetti. I asked and she said:
"I cooked it once a long time ago."
I can just see my kids writing stuff like this about me someday. They already gave me a hard time for not knowing which produce qualifies as fruits. (How could a zucchini be a fruit????)