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.

Pull up a chair—just don’t sit in Kelly’s spot. This week’s dinner feels a little different with our sister missing from the table, and we’re feeling it. But the show (and the meal) must go on.

In this episode, the men of the family hold it down as best they can. We open with a tough update about Kelly’s dog, Nola, who gave everyone quite a scare (yes, even the cat got emotional). There’s tenderness, tech advice from ChatGPT mid-crisis, and the kind of storytelling that somehow makes you laugh while wiping your eyes.

From unexpected compassion to classic family tangents, this one serves up heart, humor, and that unmistakable Sunday Family energy—even if someone forgot to bring the rolls again.

Allergies? Activated. Drama? Unavoidable. Chaos? Oh, it's present and accounted for.

This week, we're sneezing our way through sibling shade, sniffling, and one very judgmental dog in a sweater. There's talk of favoritism (again), attempts at podcast structure (lol), and a brief detour into drag girdles.

Mom’s fed up, someone’s feelings get singed, and we’re not sure if the tears are from emotion or seasonal pollen. Either way—it’s messy, it’s loud, and it’s very us.

Pull up a chair. Blow your nose first.

This week at the table, things get… personal. We're diving into the (sometimes awkward, always opinionated) topic of gender-neutral bathrooms. Is it progress? A problem? Depends on which family member you ask.

From childhood memories and bathroom etiquette to real talk about safety, comfort, and inclusion—everyone's got something to say. And yes, urinals, curtains, and awkward public restroom setups all make an appearance.

Expect the usual mix of strong opinions, playful jabs, and a few unexpected turns—because it wouldn’t be Sunday Family Dinner without a heated debate and some laughs in between.

Pull up a chair for another raucous episode of Sunday Family Dinner! This week, we dive into the delightful chaos of family traditions—starting with a birthday mishap that sparks a full-on sibling gift debate. From penguin-themed presents to “push gifts” for both parents (yes, both), it’s clear this family knows how to commit to a bit.

In between laughs, the family tackles hilarious game night antics, vet visits gone sideways, and Anthony’s dramatic brush with a phishing scam involving a fake arrest warrant (spoiler: he didn’t go to jail). And then there are the “shit stories”—oh yes, plural. Let’s just say vulnerability comes with sound effects this week.

Expect plenty of laughter, some questionable life lessons, and the kind of unfiltered moments that can only happen when your whole family is mic’d up. From beauty standards and bathroom blunders to neighborhood drama and home repairs, it's a little messy, deeply honest, and so us.

Who's doing the dishes? Probably no one. But come find out anyway.

This week at the table, a confession kicks things off: someone’s watching Nashville—and they like it. We spiral from there into binge-worthy shows, how long it really takes to get hooked on a new series, and whether it's ever too late to become obsessed with fictional drama.

Also on the menu: what counts as a “win” when you’re just trying to get someone to finish a full episode, the chaos of too many characters, and the eternal struggle of choosing what to watch next. As always, there’s plenty of sibling teasing, side commentary, and “did you even hear what I said?” moments.

Expect hot takes, low patience for slow plotlines, and more tangents than a cable drama has subplots.

This week at Sunday Family Dinner, we’re hitting all the essentials: forgetting your clothes for vacation (because why pack the basics?), faking confidence at work while battling imposter syndrome, and remembering a simpler time — when the underwear section at the store was about as close to "risqué content" as you could get.

We spiral into whether AI is going to be our new best friend (or replace us entirely), debate the true origins of lint (seriously, where does it come from?), and somehow keep a straight face through it all.

Pull up a chair — the life lessons are questionable, but the company’s pretty great.