As a college student 23 percent of text messages to my mom are “Hey, how do you make crepes again?” or “I volunteered to make dinner for my friends, what do I do?”. A few minutes or hours later, I’ll receive a text message detailed enough to fill my screen. Apparently I am living my mother’s worst nightmare. What if I face a serious emergency? What if my boyfriend’s parents come over for dinner or I need to make peace with an army of Sherpas? Consequently, every time I go home she tries to teach me an “easy” recipe. Life is much simpler because she finally made me a recipe book with Chatbooks. It’s so easy, all you need is a phone!