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Say Grace for Sunday Supper

In an attempt to teach the art of conversation, when our children were young, every single night, they needed to bring a topic to the dinner table.  Sometimes, it was about what they had done that day.  Other times, they had “nothing to bring to the table”.  I would remind them of the time, “your Dad will be here in 15 minutes, if I were you I would grab the newspaper and read a story or the dictionary and learn a new word, get a joke book and memorize a knock, knock  joke .”

Both “boys” are now grown with families of their own. We are very pleased to say, lesson learned.  They each are very good conversationalist and sharing a meal with either is a pleasure.  We highly recommend the practice.

With both boys living in different states, our Sunday Suppers are usually just the two of us.  Oh, don’t for one minute think the dinner is quiet and boring.  Good News!  The art of conversation is both alive and well.

Last night was talk about Mr. Right’s Aunt Daisy from New York City.  Her cottage on Crystal Lake and him learning to swim.  We talked about a niece starting the new school year as a teacher in Barton, Vermont, today.  We talked about para-sailing.  We talked about the weather, politics, watering the plants, the state of Israel,  a blueberry bush that is looking rather “sad”.  We crystal lakediscussed an upcoming trip, we chatted about the earthquake in California and we talked about a video we rented the night before and of course we talked about the grands.

20140824_181510Oh, and we talked about the meal.  Oh my goodness.  Sunday Supper was a rather lovely fresh herb rice and the most amazing Ginger Peach Scallops you can even imagine.   Just so you know, even living here in the Pacific Northwest, luscious, firm yet delicate in flavor, jumbo scallops are not a cheap date.   They are something we look forward to and savor every single bite.  We had a little over a half a pound and it was almost $15.00.  My gentle suggestion?  Skip a couple of fancy coffee drinks, put the moolah in an envelope and splurge on the good seafood.

Splurge on setting a lovely table.  Splurge on you and your Mr. Right.

There is something to be said for the fine art of taking a meal together.  There is that mysterious thing called tradition.  Somehow, the act of placing a linen napkin in one’s lap, the saying of Grace, slowing down the pace, taking that first amazing bite and then the flow of conversation.  It is all rather civilized and uplifting.  No matter the state of the world, the under educated jumble of politics, the ridiculous food choices that are among us, we can all pause and enjoy a  daily family meal.

We are worth it.  Our families are worthy of that nourishment; a time set aside each day to nourish our souls, our bodies and our minds.

Somehow, sitting down with a person you love and respect, sharing a home cooked meal elevates the day and it’s happenings.  Somehow, having that Sunday Supper, even a simple and fast meal (hey folks, it only takes 6 minutes total to sear scallops) sets the tone for an amazing week ahead.

I would love to hear how you create a Sunday Supper (or Terrific Tuesday or Fabulous Friday) meal in your home.

We are in this together.  Let’s help each other by sharing a recipe, an idea or a topic for tonight’s supper.

Cheers!

 

 

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6 thoughts on “Say Grace for Sunday Supper”

  1. Jim works every other Sunday so when he is off, I really try and have a nice Sunday supper. Sometimes I’ll invite the kids over and they will willingly oblige. My favorite Sunday dinner during the summer is vegetable kabobs on the grill- skewers of whatever is growing at the farmer’s market- sweet onion, eggplant, zucchini. I also have a big salad, usually with feta cheese because I just gotta do the Greek heritage thing.
    I love how you taught your kids the fine art of conversation. My dad especially loved that at the dinner table.
    xo Joanne

  2. Family dinners are great. I love the way you organised yours. Have you ever tried no conversation meals but with music to listen to? I haven’t but at boarding school we weren’t allowed to talk at the table, except to ask if someone would like the bread or the salt or jam. We weren’t allowed to ask for it ourselves. The idea was that we should concentrate on our food and also be aware of what the other person needed so they didn’t have to ask. It was hard for noisy youngsters to understand but, looking back, I appreciate what the school was trying to instill; good manners and a concern for others.

    1. Yes to music, no to not having conversation.
      I will say it was of utmost importance to us to teach our boys good manners.
      I can honestly remember saying to my husband, “will we EVER have a meal where I don’t have to correct something”.
      It happened.
      Both boys had brought home “the” girl that they would marry. The six of us were eating, dessert was almost finished and I almost burst into tears”.
      It was indeed the first meal with our family that I did not correct one person’s manners.
      Oh my stars.
      It must have been hard for you at boarding school, not to chatter at the table. I also appreciate the effort to instill good manners and a
      concern for others.
      Thank you kindly for sharing such a heart warming story.
      D

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