You reminded me that as a teen I often made the salad dressing. Our dinner table activity though was most often watching a game show together, probably Wheel of Fortune.

Last night I published a piece that centers on an oddish imaginary conversation between a father and a young son at a diner. I'm not sure what I think of it let alone what anyone else will. https://medium.com/write-under-the-moon/conversational-musings-of-verse-and-prose-on-divine-design-80a50ade043b