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Dinner time at my house as a child is a memory I cherish. It was a time of creativity and laughter. I was a latchkey kid, my dad worked nights and mom would get home about 5:30 pm and immediately start cooking dinner before she had to run us to practices, help with homework, or some last minute project only because we just told her about it and it was due the next day. LOL! Opps! Don’t worry, my children have repaid the favor. Coming home from school for me meant doing homework and any chores I had. But when mom got home my studies would move to the kitchen bar top. My mom did not just cook dinner she performed dinner. Dinner could be a lesson in math when I struggled with fractions but that was not what made it so memorable. It was the voice in which she talked, and she talked the entire time, telling us everything she was doing. The voice was that of Julia Childs and the meal prep included commercial breaks. My...