Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Bad Days

Call for good food. Or, at least that is what I learned growing up. My mom instilled family dinner’s every night at 6:30 (or “when your father get’s home”). At the time I never really understood the persistence of family dinners, but now as an adult, I love sitting down to dinner with my two roommates every night.

Unfortunately, with our current schedules “family dinners” just don’t happen as often as they should.

As we all approach a BIG weekend, it was nice to take the time and enjoy Jay’s favorite dinner, together as an apartment.


Did you grow up eating dinner with your family every evening?