Kim and I went to my folks' house last weekend for a day of eating, drinking, laughing and snapping with my parents, my sister Donna, Nana, my mom's sister Donna, my cousins Lisa and Fred. All activity at my parents' house happens around the kitchen table despite my mom's continued attempts to have us go downstairs where there is much more room.
Early in the day Donna (my sister- a well off, well traveled 30 something with a boyfriend in Iraq), in response to something that Donna (my Aunt) had said about the gathering that was taking place, said that my parents' kitchen was her favorite place in the entire world.
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