So, my family has given me this title chef master Marvis 

Now, ...let me explain

One mothers day, I had made my mom this chicken tetritini dish,

 and oh my lordy lordy she didn't stop talking about that meal to anyone and everyone for years. Then the next thing you know, I'm all of a sudden the Chef Master Marvis to all my relatives. 

Who on some days, can barely toast a piece of bread....

I mean, It sounds nice,  I know

but unfortunately for me, I didn't quite realize that.... with this lovely title, also came the responsibility of catering our last few family get togethers.

It's July 4th and I'm in Grandmas kitchen ...trying to direct traffic and avoid the chaos at the same time. Half the crew is extremely hungry and the other half is mentally starving, and I'm inconspicuously metaphorically problem solving. Panoramic holiday handfuls, with one uncle carving and another uncle barfing, and just about everyone from 14 to 40 is utterly morphing into packed shadows while they're tenaciously torqueing.

(a short adlib about a decorated food dish)