My mom sent me this article from the New York Times.
She is an alpha cook in her own territory, but, if thrown in with either of her children, she becomes a mere beta because we are, in her words, "kitchen Nazis." My husband uses a similar description.
I do admit to holding strong opinions on technique and ingredients, based on years of fairly serious reading, study and actual lessons. This butts up against the number of years my mother has spent in the kitchen--a number with which I cannot compete.
So then it becomes psychological: Who's tougher? Who's more confident? Who's alpha?
And what happens when you raise your children to be confident, assertive, passionate craftspeople?
I suspect that my mom did not want to raise mere beta cooks.
She wanted alphas.