Have you ever noticed how memories are forged around the table? Today for lunch we had cold cuts (Havarti cheese, turkey, and salami) served on paper plates and this simple meal brought back lunches at my Gaga's in Ocean City, MD. My son even thinks of her when we have do-it-yourself sandwiches.
Growing up, we always came together at our dining room table - a round oak table set with a table cloth, forks, spoons, knifes, folded napkins and candles, I thought all families ate like this. We brought tales of our days, arguments, laughs, tears, and of course food. Now we have a bigger table, but it is always set the same way and now we are building new memories as our family has grown.
For me, dinner is both my favorite meal and time to come together with my family and friends. I love sharing crappy pizza on Friday nights, baked chicken and mac-n-cheese, fancy meals from cookbooks, casseroles, and everything else that comes to the table. One of my greatest hopes is to pass on the tradition of turning off the TV and sitting down for a time together and sharing stories and a meal with my son.
So remember to take the time to sit together and share some memories - good, bad, and everything in between. Don't forget to light the candles!
2 comments:
I still have our old oak table. It's in pieces, but one day--if I have the right space--I'll get it out again. I couldn't let mom and dad get rid of it.
Hi ladies,
I've been enjoying your blog. This post reminded me of the times you cooked for us in high school. I think it's a wonderful tradition to carry on and couldn't agree with you more about not having the TV on during the most important time of the day.
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