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Hi folks;

A mini-story about how food brings families together.

My sister had a procedure on her back, so I went to stay with her for a couple of days and help out. Among other things, I did the cooking. Her husband said he'd like me and my husband to move in with them, and her step-daughter ate up ALL the leftovers when she got home from work. (And she never eats)

What a nice feeling!

Isn't it great when everyone sits down to a meal together? My husband grew up in a grab-and-go household. What's yours like?

Personaly, I think tv has totally distroyed the "family dinner" If we eat at the kitchen table, my family shovels the food like it is going out of style so they can get back to the tv. When we eat inthe family room infront of the the tv, they eat so slow that the food gets cold.

@ Ribbon; Lurve the outfit!

@ Nicolklm; Hubby and I occasionally do what we call "dinner and a movie." On those occasions, we buy all sorts of wicked appetizer thingies and sit down in front of a DVD and eat all that junk. Otherwise, we're not much for TV. So we're lucky, I guess. And with no kids, there's no, "Mommy, Mommy! I want to watch my shows!"

My family hates me on so many levels, it's not even funny.
So they hardly ever talk to me or even look at me... but they always give me a nice loving smile when I cook a meal for them (about four times a week).
It's really nice feeling loved once in a while...

My father's an authoritarian; he always dictates that the women and children in the house (which would be three of us) have to sit at the table and he gets to sit whereever he wants. He says he's clean, but he never cleans up after himself when he cooks and blames it on us... And cooking for a holiday is a nightmare because everyone's always yelling. If they're not, they're discussing various ways to make me thin since my natural mother and I are the only fat ones...

So, no. I don't believe that food can bring people together, especially if it's a large group of people at a time. If it does, it's only temporary, and it fizzles out fast and things become hellish again. I would like to have a nice boyfriend/girlfriend and cook for him/her...but that's all a farfetched dream.

With the two of us, it depends on our schedules. My fiancee works a late second shift, almost third shift, and I work at a hospital, so our schedules sometimes don't match. As often as we can, though, I usually cook and we sit and eat at the table. She's usually at the table when I'm cooking, talking to me, or occasionally helping, depending on how many pans I have going.

When we have our friends over for dinner, as we often do, it's usually a laugh riot. Denelle and I live in a small apartment, so the kitchen is pocket-sized. It's big enough for one person at a time, so when I'm in cooking dinner, no one else is in there... usually. One of our friends is an exception, though. George is an Italian man who loves to cook desserts that take FOREVER to make, so we're constantly under each other's feet. When a Scot and an Italian get going, it's hilarious to watch.