Special

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The Call: Homemade Tomato — Jessica

It may not be very pretty but it’s special because it came from my garden. Or rather my corner of my friend’s garden. She let me plant a few tomato plants in a section of her plot at the community garden. And now, a few weeks later, I’ve got real, delicious, red tomatoes.

They may have a shape that only a mother could love, but this mother is so proud of them!


Response: The Kitchen Table — Cheryl

This metal-topped oak table, along with four oak chairs, was the “breakfast set” my mother bought at the furniture store she worked at before she got married. We just called it “the kitchen table,” though. It has held  millions of meals and dozens of birthday cakes; thousands of loaves of bread have been kneaded on it; and innumerable hands of Cribbage have been dealt upon it. For the past year or so, it has served as my desk. Soon, it will be moved to the living room, where it is sure to host board games and art lessons. In the future, it may serve in another capacity, but it will be here — if I have anything to say about it.