I have a confession to make. The year is 2023 and over dinner, I had a realization. In the 15 years since I flew away from the bird’s nest. I never once owned my own kitchen table. But Steph, where have you been eating at all this time? After...

I was 24. I was getting married in just a couple of weeks. I was so excited to start my married life and build a home for my husband and future family. Somehow, my fiancé, my mom, and I ended up at the furniture store one day. I saw...

Growing up, I never gave much thought to our table. When you are young, you tend to take it all for granted. It sits in the dining room, there are chairs around it, and it’s the “meeting place” for almost all occasions where two or more are gathered in...

Dad was a family man and a huge sports fan. His active life focused on my mother and his beloved children, a thriving law practice, and a strong commitment to community service. My father relaxed with sports. He could watch a game on television while listening to another on...

Oh, how my father loved to cook! Most memories I have are of him in the kitchen. He was most known for his ribs and smoked turkey but even more so for his birthday cakes. I must laugh looking back – my father made the most amazing tasting cakes...

I stood in the middle of my kitchen staring out at my dining area and living room completely stumped as to how I would rearrange all of the furniture to get dinner seating for forty in what was starting to feel like an extremely claustrophobic space. For my entire...

My youngest daughter is 14. This past summer I was reminded of what an “in-between” age this is – too old for most summer camps, not quite old enough for a job. Last spring we had been out for a walk discussing the activities that we may want to...