tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post5063150929550530227..comments2024-03-29T06:13:27.902-04:00Comments on Looking At Life Through My Bifocals - Sharing my life one day at a time: MARIANNE STORIES #18Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-21912893816231985302016-03-15T16:40:11.844-04:002016-03-15T16:40:11.844-04:00I agree too. My husband and I make all of our dinn...I agree too. My husband and I make all of our dinner meals special and take our time eating and enjoying them. It's part of having a good life and being grateful. Sweet hugs, Diane~Lavender Dreamer~https://www.blogger.com/profile/06298191144517740164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-6659643354713420832016-03-15T06:33:51.150-04:002016-03-15T06:33:51.150-04:00I agree with Marianne. We Americans are losing the... I agree with Marianne. We Americans are losing the art of conversation. Any meal should be a time of reaching out to each other to 'catch up' on what's happening. As for being a 'great cook"? My husband works hard (warehouse) to put food on our table. Heat or not,I take pleasure in putting a hot meal on the table for him. Knowing I'm providing fuel to do his job.Guess I'm a earth mother! Have a beautiful day! woofDebbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08966211309983592345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-89069266595042452892016-03-14T16:26:53.456-04:002016-03-14T16:26:53.456-04:00Yes! I vote for the leisurely, the contemplative...Yes! I vote for the leisurely, the contemplative, the enjoyment. It's almost "passegiata" time of the year, as dark-at-5:30 with treacherous ice and snow outside are not conducive to a stroll. But a wee walk around a few blocks, between dinner and dessert-on-a-tray---now THAT'S a way to continue an evening. <br /><br />Haven't you SO envied those big Italian families in the movies---sitting under an arbor all shoulder to shoulder, a long mis-matched gaggle of chairs around a table filled with wine bottles and someone always making room for all those fabulous platters and bowls of food, course after course---I could do that.<br /><br />I DO think every time, that those Grandmas in the long-sleeved black Sunday dresses, working over those steaming pots of pasta and sauces, bringing out that feast as a matter of course, might not feel quite so festive as all the others sitting for the "leisurely" meal. Being lauded as a Great Cook goes just so far in a hot kitchen, week after week. Just sayin.<br /><br />rachelRachelDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204947567574886675noreply@blogger.com