It might not be a recipe, but if you grew up in the South, you know this is absolutely food related.
Because around here, food isnât just whatâs on the plate â itâs whoâs sitting around it.
Thirteen years ago, when my wife and I first got together, she shared something simple but powerful. She wanted a table big enough to put all the food in the middle and still have room for everyone to sit together and eat at the same time.
Not buffet style.
Not paper plates in the living room.
Not people scattered in different rooms.
One table.
Everyone seated.
Passing dishes.
Talking. Laughing. Staying awhile.
If you grew up in a Southern home, you know exactly what that means.