Suppertime tonight took me back about 20 years. Growing up, we weren't dirt poor but we certainly didn't throw money around either. All of us certainly appreciate and value a hard earned dollar. No matter how difficult times may have been growing up, though, we always had a freezer full of home grown beef. I grew up thinking it was normal to have steak once a week. (Scratch that. I still think it is normal to have steak at least once a week.)
We would sit down to a huge supper that was absolutely fit for a king - steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, scalloped potatoes, rolls..... my mouth waters just thinking about it.
I remember that I would get so excited when we sat down to supper. We would bow our heads, say the prayer and then wait for IT. Every time we'd have such a feast my dad would smugly say, "I wonder what the rich folks are eating for supper tonight." We always knew we had them beat by a mile.
I can't wait to say the same thing to Kenyon and watch over the years as he comes to understand it. This evening I made beef tenderloin, mashed potatoes and broccoli with a cheese sauce. As we sat down to eat I made sure to wonder aloud what the rich folks were eating for supper tonight. As always, we had them beat by a mile.
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