My wife walks in the front door and up the stairs to our living room where I and our CC are there to greet her.

I take a box from her arms.

I expect her to unleash the torrent of her day but instead she holds up a bag and says, "...yada...yada...yada...and I've got homemade tortillas!"

When wife hands you tortillas,
You make them into cheese crisps.

🙂