Everybody needs a place to eat; in the forest or a home. I have an old table I bought for all of $10 from Pat Pickering almost 20 years ago. Pat was an artist with wonderful stories of hanging out with Jackson Pollack and artist of that era. She was downsizing and had a garage sale where I scored my table. Pat told me she got the table from Long Island where it was used to iron linens. Pat brought it with her when she move to the West Coast; San Francisco then Point Reyes Station. I move my ‘new’ table into my studio above the Old Western Saloon then brought it with me when I moved back to Mount Shasta in early 2000’s.
Every person has an eating routine. Some days it’s breakfast in the car, lunch at your desk and dinner in front of the TV. When my family gathers at the table we just add as many chairs as we need to accommodate the crowd. The food goes on the table Family Style, we put the phones down and the conversations begin. Family Style is casual dinning; all the food platters and bowls are set on the table then passed around with everyone serving themselves.
This table is part of the story of my family. We make arts and crafts projects, it’s a desk and the family dinner table. Someone gave me an ironing board so, I don’t iron on the table anymore.