WHAT CHORES DID YOU HAVE TO DO WHEN YOU WERE GROWING UP? DID YOU GET AN ALLOWANCE? HOW MUCH WAS IT?
I wasn't asked to help much and never taught to cook or sew. Poor dad! He ate whatever I put before him.
He liked fried potatoes, so I tried. I put in the grease and potatoes, not knowing to turn down the potato heat. They began turning black. I remember seeing my mom adding a little water towards the end and covering them, so I did. Somehow, gramps ate black, uncooked potatoes and never complained. He never complained about my cooking, but once in a while he jokes about it. I've got a wonderful husband.
No work, no pay. Also, remember Depression. Then when I was older, less to take care of so still nothing was expected.