i don't know how it was for you growing up but dinner was a big thing in both households i grew up in. i always ate at the table with my grandparents, silently picking at my bowl of rice, observing my gpa dipping a morsel of meat into the chili fish sauce, and mainly resisting the urge to ask if i could have a sip of water. when i lived with my parents it was a little more formal, complete with napkins and our very own place mats. moral of this story: we always ate dinner as a family.
in my own household now it's no different. ok, fine, it is different in that i am allowed to have a beverage with my meal, and if i so choose, i can have dessert first.
these days dinner is a faux formal affair. we have our beverages, linen napkins (dw is so very civilized, i love it) plate or bowl of food on the coffee table and jeopardy on the tube. we don't say grace, nor do we ask to be excused, but we do try to keep our noise level to a minimum as we attempt to show alex trebek that we're really smart.
being smart aside, it's venison season again and i've stocked up the freezer with recently hunted deer.
this is my contribution to the Food Matters Project, a weekly reminder that we are a perishable item and we need to eat accordingly. we draw our inspiration from Mark Bittman's cookbook of the same name. this week was sponsored by Camilla of Culinary Adventures with Camilla. if you'd like to join in the fun, invest in the cookbook & check out the schedule for what recipe is hot for the week.
my other venison posts: