Family

So...it's fun to have some of the family in from out of town.  We've spent most of our time eating - why do we seem to do so much of that when we get together?

Decided I didn't want to cook tonight - took the whole clan to Astroburger.  (Oldest Granddaughter:  what's in fry sauce? Us: mayo and ketchup usually.  Her: mayo? Eeww...)  Visited awhile letting our stomachs do their thing.  Then headed over to Culver's for some frozen custard for dessert. Wished the family could all be together and enjoying each other.

There's just something about sharing a meal with others.  It's kind of not just sharing the food that feeds your body and keeps it alive, but also sharing the food (friendship, companionship, camaraderie) that simultaneously feeds your soul.  (But I've got to remember to eat less and use my manners.)