I love the ritual of sitting down to a meal with family and friends on Sunday evening.
Lovely cousin Erin and I try to do it as many Sundays as humanly possible, and no matter if things get chaotic or if Audrey insists that I NEVER make chicken pot pie with vegetables again (just chicken! no vegetables!) or if Millie refuses the entire meal in favor of buttery pasta and lil' smokies (don't ask) and then plants herself on the bench behind the table or if boyfriend Ben shows up sporting a seriously scary 1970's mustache... Sunday dinner still rocks.
More on what we ate tomorrow.