Comments in a recent ZG post have inspired this thread. Let's discuss "Eating Dinner Together".....
When this Bear was a young lad growing up in the 1950s and 1960s, just about every family gathered at the dinner table, at the same time. For many, stay-at-home Mom had prepared the big bowls of whatever was on the menu for that evening. Not in my family, but in many families, a simple prayer was uttered and everybody then chowed-down.
The family would talk about their day, ask questions, argue about what took place ("Billy took my dice!) that day. Dad would ask about school. Teenager "Tee" would eat quick, ask to be excused, and rush off. Moments later we would hear his 1959 Ford Station Wagon starting up and roaring down the street.
During my first marriage, eating dinner together was only an occasional event, because of work and school schedules. As my life stumbled on, eating dinner together morphed into the category of "a special event". Family get-togethers, holiday dinners.....stuff like that.
Today, dinner for me is often served (by me) at the computer table or on the couch (can you say, "Davenport, Iowa"? ), with the news or The Weather Channel on.
Even on weekends, with more free time, dinner may be a big deal "cooking wise" (takes time to make my famous chili or prep and grill some chicken) but the family does not all sit down at the dinner table and give it the "ole Cleaver family" gabfest.
Times certainly have changed.
What about you? When you were still home, was it family dinner table time or did TV tray tables and microwaveable mac and cheese light up your life? What say you?