Likewise, Ken Hicks's "All the Good People":



We drank in the kitchen & held no competition,

Each knowing the other was a good friend to have.



Alas, my kitchen is too small for a table. It is a real kitchen, but about the size & shape of a dining-car one. Likewise in the house in Vermont when I was a kid. But in California, we were so fancy-shmancy that we had a *breakfast room*, on the opposite side of the kitchen from the dining room. The only sociable kitchen I've ever had was while I lived in a rooming house in Cambridge, MA, oh, 45 years ago or so.

--- Joe Fineman    joe_f@verizon.net

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