I love Mama's breakfast room table. There is just something about sitting around it in the morning with a cup of coffee with Mama and Daddy. This is the center of the house. It's the place where Mema's famous Thanksgiving dressing is made each year, the center for Mama's amazing flower arranging, late night talks with a glass of wine, early morning cross words, Chichi's favorite begging spot, where I would eagerly check each bag of groceries for everything I put on the "list", and this weekend was no different. Old friends gathered and caught up on what's been going on since last time we all saw each other.
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