I had Easter dinner with my wife, kids, parents, grandmother, an uncle and aunt, brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephews, ranging in ages from 7 to 97. We were tightly squeezed around a table that couldn't contain the platters of food. Most of us sat on old folding chairs from my parents' basement (painted in pastels for the holiday). The younger ones were spilling drinks, and you couldn't hear yourself think with the talking and laughter from everyone.
