I’ve been cooking & cleaning all morning to get ready for Mac’s 2nd birthday party today. And of course I’m getting sentimental. I’m a huge sap. Everything makes me cry! But as I was going over the mental checklist for party supplies & menu needs, I just realized…. The kitchen table is the setting for SO MANY beautiful moments in life. You all know how I feel about food being a rich source of personal & family culture, but that really doesn’t compare to all the moments that occur at the kitchen table. It’s just profound.
I recently had someone ask me where I got my table, it was fun to recount the day I picked it out. In 2005 my parents took me to Dinette Land in Greenwood, Indiana to buy me a kitchen table for my new apartment. I was getting ready to start my 1st job as a high school Spanish teacher & that table was mom & dad’s gift to me for turning the page in my life & starting a new chapter. I think it was a $400 table, which included the chairs. So it’s certainly not fancy or high-end. But it means the world to me. I still vividly remember loading it into my mom’s van & having my dad help me carry it into my apartment. The first people that I sat with at my kitchen table were my mom & dad in the kitchen area of my 1st apartment. And so the memories began….
The chairs broke in 2007 & we called the manufacturer about getting them replaced. Since the model had been discontinued, they encouraged us to get them repaired by their contractor in our area. The contractor came out; he fixed the broken chair & added some additional supports to the other 3 chairs so he wouldn’t have to come back anytime soon. We paid him $80 for the job, and he not only fixed the chairs… but he changed my life. The man had no legs. He had 2 prosthetic legs – yet he drove himself to our house. He walked inside. He removed one leg to sit down on the kitchen floor & work on the chairs. He did his work with no assistant. He reattached his leg, got himself up, walked down steps & out the door. He was confident enough to strike up good conversation with strangers – we talked about beer can chickens on the grill & football… the Indianapolis Colts, of course! I think about that man often. I sometimes wonder what he’s doing & when I’m having a frustrating moment in life – I will refer back to this kitchen table memory. And sometimes when I think I’ve had a hard day at work – I will think about this man.
In addition to these special moments, I have countless of the more obvious kitchen table memories — birthday cakes, artwork, food prep, family dinners & more. Here are some of my favorite pictures at the kitchen table. I’m really looking forward to adding some more pictures & moments to my “Kitchen Table Memories” this weekend. We will be having dinner tonight at our home to celebrate Mac’s 2nd birthday…. and the kitchen table will again be the setting for a beautiful moment in my life. I look forward to sharing it with you all in my next blog.
xoxo Produce Mom