This week’s Sunday Family Dinner is a buffet of laughs, first-world drama, and sleep-induced terror.

It all starts with a sleeveless fashion statement and the universal truth: if you’ve got elbow fat, your food probably slaps. From there, we spiral into storytelling battles—who remembers it right, who’s just making it up, and who insists on adding unnecessary weather reports to every family memory.

We unpack what we’d do if someone went overboard on a cruise (hint: not all of us are heroes), and revisit a real-life moment when a neighbor didn’t believe we were the actual homeowners—sparking a deeper convo about race and assumptions.

And just when you think you’ve settled in… Mom starts yelling in her sleep again, scaring everyone half to death. Welcome to dinner at our house.

Pull up a chair—it’s loud, it’s loving, and it’s exactly what you didn’t know you needed.

Welcome back to the table—where the air is cool (if Matt has his way), and the conversation is anything but.

This week, the Family sweats it out over thermostat drama, finally reaching a fragile peace treaty in the war over air conditioning. From there, things heat up with a surprisingly passionate discussion about shower habits. Do you wash your feet? Are you using the same rag for everything? Let’s just say… some confessions were made.

Later, we reminisce about themed parties, giant shopping bags, and the ridiculous lawsuits that prove "one size fits all" is a lie. Also, a chicken nugget lawsuit? Yeah, that happened.

It’s sweaty, sassy, and filled with family chaos. Pull up a chair—you know you want in on this.

This week at the table, we’re talking friendship—what it means, how it shows up in our lives, and yes, how much sarcasm one family can squeeze into a sentimental topic.

Things quickly take a turn (as they always do) when we start sharing what our ideal superpowers would be—and what exactly we’d do with them for 24 hours. Let’s just say it’s not all heroic. And in true family fashion, we wrap things up by surprising each other with songs or slogans that reflect how we really feel about this chaotic crew. Some heartfelt, some hilarious, and one or two that might come with side-eye.

If you're into unfiltered honesty, mid-convo roast battles, and a little love wrapped in sass, this episode’s got your name on it.

At the time of recording, we gathered around the table a little earlier than usual to record on Juneteenth—so while it’s a regular Friday drop for you, we were soaking up that midweek energy.

We kick things off by honoring Juneteenth with some quick facts, a dash of history, and one of us finding out (on mic!) that there’s a whole flag for it. From there, it’s the usual blend of sarcasm, good-natured jabs, and the occasional “wait, what?” moment that makes our family dinners so… uniquely us.

Whether you're here for the laughs, the learning, or just to feel like part of the family, pull up a chair—we saved you a seat.

This week’s dinner conversation goes off the rails (as usual). We talk about the fine line between “collaborative” and “project dictator,” whether or not we’ve ever been that coworker, and how one sibling’s facial expressions have been professionally diagnosed as “RBF.” Spoiler: no lies detected.

We also share health updates nobody asked for, debate whether you can casually drink at work, and relive the world’s most uncomfortable visit to Grandma’s assisted living facility—featuring a roommate who got a little too cozy under the covers.

Pull up a chair—this episode is awkward, unfiltered, and absolutely on brand.

This week, at the time of recording, it's Pride Month—and we’re diving into stories that range from heartwarming to hilarious. We swap memories of our very first Pride experiences, reflect on what support (or the lack of it) looked like growing up, and debate whether Grandma may have had a little something queer going on (jury’s still out).

From missed parades to surprise defenders in the family, we unpack what Pride means to each of us and how our understanding of identity and acceptance has evolved over time. It’s heartfelt, it’s honest, and yes, it’s very us.

Pull up a chair—this one’s got heart, humor, and a little bit of gay history.

This week’s episode we open up about what it’s been like navigating Alzheimer’s in our family—how it shows up in everyday moments, what we’re learning as we go, and the emotional rollercoaster that comes with loving someone through it.

There’s laughter, of course (this is still Sunday Family Dinner), but this week’s conversation hits a little deeper. Pull up a chair and join us for an episode full of honesty, care, and the kind of connection that makes even the toughest topics feel just a little lighter.

This week at the table, we kick things off with a fiery Am I the Asshole? that has us divided — should you give up your hard-earned window seat on a flight just because someone asks nicely? Spoiler alert: opinions are loud and legroom is sacred.

From there, we wander (as we do) into the deeply philosophical territory of… urinal cake-scented gum, weird childhood memories, and who actually has the right to say “you’re Mexican.” Let’s just say this episode comes with some unexpected identity plot twists, sibling interruptions, and our usual dose of laughter and side-eye.

Grab a seat — preferably by a window — and join us for another Sunday Family Dinner where the stories are real, the judgments are strong, and no one is safe from being called out.