My childhood dinner table was traumatic for many reasons.
Starting with stomach pain at nearly every meal.
So as an adult I try to make it a friendly place with friendly food. Vegetable soup and bread, salads, homemade hummus.
The table has to be a happy relaxed place where there are no stomach aches or anxiety about cleaning your plate.
Everyday I find things on my walk.
Chairs, couches, books lamps, clothing.
Yesterday it was unopened can of beans and a mini unopened Slim Jim.
Today it was two packages of Chai tea unopened.
Of course I pick them up!
My husband laughs.
The perpetual rescuer, at it again, he says

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