In my younger days Sunday dinner was a special time. Time to get together with a few friends. Time to chat and reminisce (and solve all the world’s problem). Time to remember that naps are great following a Sunday meal!
Yesterday we had soup and buns. That’s all. Just enough to satisfy the hunger pangs.
Meanwhile, a few people drifted in and out. The conversation meandered and the laughter was palpable.
And friendships were cemented.
Not a bad thing at all!
Soup and buns, here we come!