I have always loved dinner time thanks to my own grandmother. She always made it special and it was almost always delicious.
While raising my own family…we tried to have a sit down dinner at least 4 to 5 times every week…it was a time to get together and share food and stories. My own mother lived with us so we were lucky to have three generations at the table most nights.
Now that I am a grandmother, I still feel the importance of sharing meals together. Sometimes, my husband and I go out to share a meal and talk about whatever “empty nesters” talk about and sometimes we enjoy a dinner or lunch with our family.
What is it that you do? How is your mealtime? Has it morphed through time?
I would love to hear from you.