QUOTE : Mom tugs off the lid of the serving dish, and I gasp. A surprised what-kind-of-freakin’-alchemy-is-this? -kind of gasp. Because the food looks, and smells, normal. Tantalizing, even. As a plus, it also resembles actual food—chicken in some kind of sauce. Things I actually recognize as root vegetables. <br /><br />Mouths drop open in surprised “O’s” all around the table. Except for my mom’s, which presses into an exasperated line. My dad’s in trouble, but dinner’s saved. <br /><br />“Wow, that smells different,” Ethan blurts. He flushes and tries to recover. “I mean delicious.” <br /><br />Nana laughs and pats Ethan on the arm. “Nice try, young man.”