Do you remember the last page of every Asterix comic book? The village would sit for a banquet together with boars roasting over a fire. It was my favorite part.
The most pleasant memories of my childhood were at the kitchen table, because meals with the family were always satisfying. We might have said nothing on occasion, but that didn't matter because it helped us understand one another as much as on days that conversation lasted well past the meal. The family's composition has changed since, but they are still good company, and even today the effects of a satisfying meal together remain with us long after we rise from the table and return to our corners.
Here are two extracts (one, two) on bringing back the Sunday lunch from Gordon Ramsay's new book. I agree with him. It takes very little to turn off a television, turn to each other, and switch on the conversation. Watch the difference.