|scene of good times with family and friends|
I love my square dining table that seats 8 comfortably. Square is wonderful because it's so sociable -- everyone who's there can talk together, or to their immediate neighbors, with no craning of necks or raised voices. It is, however, difficult to reach a dish that may be all the way on the other side of its wide surface.
|a seemingly elegant solution|
I found the perfect solution: the Lazy Susan.
In theory, she's great. I can put everything on the large disk in the middle of the table and it's all in reach. Hypothetically, when I want the bread, or the salad, or more sweet potatoes, I have only to extend my hand.
Unfortunately, so does everyone else. Usually at the same time I want it.
|Husband scores corn muffin|
Just as I'm going for the salt, Gem spins it to the other side of the table. I reach out for the beans only to see them whirl away in Husband's quest for salad dressing. The empty promises of Lazy Susan.
|Goodbye, Butter. It wasn't meant to be.|