Growing up, the formula in our house went: whoever cooked didn't have to clean and this extended to the holiday time as well. This usually meant that my mom cooked big dinners (with help from me or other relatives) or we'd be stuck eating Israeli food on Thanksgiving if my father was at the helm...not that it's a bad thing, but we really wanted our turkey. However, once dinner was over, he'd strap on an apron and hit the sink, washing dishes, pots, and pans until the entire kitchen was sparkling.
Now that I'm the one that hosts Thanksgiving, my husband and I usually split the cooking and my dad does the dishes, because it's just his "thing" and I'm more than happy to allow him that ;)
I appreciate having had that upbringing, but it makes it even more painfully obvious, and frankly a bit uncomfortable, whenever we're someplace else and there's a very specific gender divide re:women doing cooking/cleaning and men sitting on the couch. — Avital
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Avital Splits It Down The Middle
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