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Wednesday, June 15, 2016

The Importance of Repast

My parents have been married for 59 years as of today.  They have recently (well, within the past year) moved to Iowa City and I have seen more of them in that time than I have in the past twenty years combined.  There are a lot of nice things about having them near by, but one of them is that my kids have the chance to spend a lot more time with them than they ever have.  We have meals together on a regular basis, and while I would have rolled my eyes at the idea of a weekly family dinner when I was young, it now seems quite nice to me.  Does that make me officially old?  I think so.  I have become my great-grandmother.  I really need to start foraging for food and canning again, but otherwise I am already walking in her metaphorical footdteps.
Family meals give us a chance to catch up on what has been going on and anytime you put 8-12 people around a table it feels festive.  The other opportunity it affords it to put a nice meal on the table at least once a week.  That could be a blessing or a curse, but it is a very welcoming crowd that allows for missteps in the kitchen, so the bar is not high to please people, and if something is a complete flop, we move on.  No harm, no foul.  My eldest son and his wife will soon be moving away, and I will definitely miss them, and their additions to the Sunday night menu.

1 comment:

  1. That is a fine looking dog in that picture!