Dinner with Aligaeta: Oh Joy!

Coming together at the dinner table was a tough concept to sell my boyfriend Fred, who at his house had brought the plate to the living room in front of the TV.

I am big on the point of respect for the cook.  If I am going to prepare a nutritious meal, with consideration of every ones likes and dislikes, I expect those that are home to come to the table.

This is my expectation and it is known, but with moody teenagers sometimes it is best to excuse them with their plates, than to have them brawling at the table, regardless of the notoriety of  Animal House.

“Oh yeah, family time.” Fred chuckled one night early on in our relationship when kids arguing at the table escalated to the slamming down of glasses, food in flight, and full plates dumped into the sink.  Yes, I was mortified, regardless, dinner is still prepared, plates are set out, and my expectations remain.

Tomorrow there will be another opportunity to come together and get it right: the civilized interaction between family members.  What’s important is the continual opportunity to do so.  Knowing that Mom is not going to give up with relentless pursuit of family time and unconditional love as young adults learn how to communicate without antagonizing one another.

Last week, I bought a smaller dining table, now with the amount of plates never more than four.  Michael is a chef, living in down on Long Island.  Sarah is away at college.  It is so nice to see on her Facebook status: “Going to the dining hall…who would like to join me?” and the friend’s comments which follow.  A smaller table is much better suited in this little kitchen.

Matthew and Melissa have improved relations over the years.  They no longer battle at the table.  Yet, Melissa still complicates things; she is now a vegetarian.  So, here we are, family coming together via social media and various technological devices with discussions and concerns about nutrients, primarily, protein intake for the vegetarian.

Fred still chuckles “Oh good, family time” when I let him know who will be home for dinner.  Food in flight is now only something we laugh about or jokingly, Melissa will toss an asparagus onto Fred’s plate to get a reaction, to Fred asparagus being: the monster in the room.

Featured Image: http://www.health-fitness.com.au/health-benefits-asparagus/

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About Aligaeta

I am a life time resident of NY State. A graduate of Nassau Community College, AA in Liberal Arts and Queens College, BA in English and Sociology. I am the mother of four children, the survivor of divorce, and I love to write in prose. This blog will be a record of my journey... destination unknown. Read more... https://aligaeta.wordpress.com/
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