The Greenwood of the Round Table

My family is fairly informal with our dinners, but we do however sit down every night for a home cooked meal together, without our phones or devices. We like to have a few bites of our food before saying grace. Now we are not a religious family but we are thankful, so we say a few words that my grandfather always used to say. When other people come to our dinner they are often surprised by how open we are with our parents.

In contrast, when I was younger, my best friend was Chinese. She and her parents both spoke English, but their grandparents that lived with them did not so when we would sit down for dinner, they would begin talking in this foreign language. They would all have chopsticks and even though I knew how to use them, I always got a fork. I always felt very out of place because I never understood anything they were saying and felt like everything I did was wrong.

I think dinner is one of those things that you get very used to in your own house because it literally happens every night. Because of this regularity, when you go to someone else’s house, the change is confusing.

~Sahale