 go over and consult with my uncle about the placement of the cake in the oven because no one wanted to disrupt the turkey's cooking time even though no one wanted to eat it anyway and then it almost felt like instantly the house would just smell like cinnamon and apples and at the end of the night when everyone got that thick slice we just get this big round of applause and everyone would be like oh my god it's so amazing it tastes so good and me and my grandfather would just look at each other from across the room and be like yeah