It’s 2014, and I think our family is part of an estimated 3.7%* of the Western world’s population that still sits down at the table to eat supper together most nights of the week. (*I made that statistic up, but you get the idea.) In our house, this phenomenon is made possible by what I like to call our “Perfect Storm of Availability”: tiny humans not yet overly involved in zany extracurriculars, a SAHD who cooks almost every night of the week, and a mom who works very reasonable hours and is home at roughly the same time each day. I know that eventually, our family dynamic will change, and we won’t always eat together at one specific time every day of the week. Still, it’s important to my husband and I that we make the family dinner a priority, especially as the kids get older and our schedules get busier. I know that not every family has this luxury, and there are nights when Superman is at class and I am mighty tempted to just curl up on the couch with a bowl of cereal after the kids are in bed. Mostly, though, I look forward to our family suppers together. We have a lot of fun at our dinner table, and it’s over food and beverage that our kids really open up and talk to us. I love that food does that! Think about it – when we grab a cup of coffee with a friend or go to happy hour with coworkers or celebrate a birthday – most of our most meaningful memories with friends and family revolve around food. Our family table is no different.