The scene: Cardboard boxes full of flat-pack cabinetry are stacked neatly all around our dining room, ready for assembly and installation. Â John sits on a stool amidst the proto-wreckage.
Me: “What are you doing?”
John: “Sitting in the kitchen.”
Me: “Fair enough.”
Oy vey. My hunches were correct. John IS my bruddah from anuddah muddah!