Tuesday at The Table

To me, The Table isn't always a concrete surface, like in a dining room.

It's
. . . looking forward to the Tupperware of freshly baked cookies waiting when you visit your grandparent's house.
. . . gathering around the fridge, spoons in hand, to dig into the chocolate caramel poke cake, the fridge door boldly standing wide open.
. . . exploring the many options of food-on-a-stick at the state fair, sharing bites at nearly every stand so you can try more things.
. . . wrapping your grandbaby in loving arms to feed her a bottle, even though she can basically hold it herself.

　　

Right? The Table is sharing the experience of good food with people you care about.