sometimes things get out of order.

the not-exactly-vital somehow seems life-necessary, and the only “thing” that matters seems mundane.  deceptively, deadlines and external gratification become front-burner and real relationship gets lost.

and then sometimes, you do hard things.  you say “no” to not-forever-important,

and you say “yes” to the people.  and the laughter.  and the quiet conversations.

dinner becomes about “always” and about the heart of the partakers.

sure, it’s great recipes and steak-in-the-teeth and use-your-napkin and be-kind-to-your-sister.  and it’s really about moments that are for always.