Does Anyone Eat Together as a Family Anymore?
Inspiration and photo from thekitchen blog
Growing up, I was lucky enough to have parents who enforced the act of eating at the dinner table. It never felt like punishment, but rather was a time we all enjoyed, still do to this day, and still tell stories about. Our nightly conversations revolved around intricate medical procedures, passionate debates over political or social problems, sports we needed rides to, and the latest family news. Sometimes we were even serenaded by my lovely father, and his rendition of the Moody Blues' Tuesday Afternoon... well, 'serenaded' could possibly be an exaggeration of descriptions....
What did you talk about at your family table?
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