There are some girls who are experts in all aspects of house-keeping, most importantly cooking.
Fine with me. To each his (or rather her) own.

Sometimes visitors in the above category come visiting. Fine with me.
The girl in question offers to replace my mom in the kitchen. Not fine with me. My mom is elated. She is not used to such generosity.

Dilemma for me. Should I hover about in the kitchen trying to appear useful or should I sit back and relax. But then, she is the guest, I am the hostess.

Maybe I can conjure up a headache. Maybe I can stick to the phone. Maybe I can develop a sudden interest in gardening.

The food is excellent. Maybe I should learn a thing or two from her.