 And that's where I came up with the saying, Thanksgiving dinner tastes different when you eat with your master. Don't I know it. Because here's the thing. It bothered him not at all. He never thought a thing about it. He's the nicest guy. Didn't bother him a bit. But he was the master. It bothered his daughter, my wife, not at all. Because as far as she was concerned, daddy was helping, and that's what daddies do. Not a big deal.