jane choe is an amazing cook. >> it's going to be very delicious. >> mom, dad, look who's here. >> hello smell something? >> oh, yeah. good stuff. >> yeah, all the good stuff coming. maybe something going to hire me later. [ laughter ] >> okay. which ones are you? are you the oldest? >> i'm the middle. i'm the suicidal pirate. >> already signs of trouble here. >> my older brother is the hip-hop santa. he was the oldest. he beat me up, i beat him up, and then he would just cry. show you my dad's painting. hey, dad, come over here for a second. would you paint this, dad, 30 years ago? >> 1973. >> every christmas he unrolls it and just scotch-tapes it to the wall. my mom's the artest in the family now. >> so this is a family of artists? the choes are devout christians, not unusual in the korean community, but they are unusual in that they're both artists of a sort. jane treats the house like an ongoing article projects, drawing sun grasses on pictures, staples angels to paints that have hundred in the white house. adorns wreaths with happy meal toys, sticker bombing the kitchen with birds,