That crisp tablecloth has been laid out. The candles are lit. The lights are down low and your favourite playlist is queued up and ready to go. Supper is in the oven. Dessert is chilling in the fridge in anticipation. And you’re taking a well-earned sip of wine before it begins.
This is the moment. The One Time.
When you all gather around the table together. To share delicious, homemade food. To reconnect, swap stories and share moments from your day. To reach across the globe and explore new horizons. To start new traditions and to make a new recipe into your signature dish.
Yes, there’s now wine and crumbs strewn across the table. There are also empty plates, full bellies and contented sighs passing around the table like the inevitable game of Chinese Whispers that’ll be played in a short while. The laughter and clink of glasses and cutlery has come to a brief lull as everyone basks in the glow of a meal, well made.
And then that joy bubbles forth again:
Remember that one time Uncle Tony…
And, what about the time when little Simon…
Oh, and don’t forget that time when Suzy…
As the plates are piled up and stacked neatly into the dishwasher, you smile to yourself and take a mental picture. Mum was right, you certainly do make a meal out of things.
In fact, you make more than a meal of it.
You make bringing everyone together an occasion to remember. You transport people to new places. You take a canvas and your ingredients and present them with a glittering mosaic of tastes, smells, sounds and feelings. Overflowing cups and full bellies are your speciality. This is your masterpiece.
This is the moment. This is The One Time.
Make it unmistakably yours.