Prairie Fare: Keep the tradition of family meals

“This is grotesque!” my husband exclaimed.

I looked up from my magazine to see what had piqued his interest. I was watching a 1950s-era TV show and reading simultaneously.

In the show, the father of the family was returning from work in his double-breasted suit and fedora.

His smiling wife in a summery dress and heels walked away from the large bouquet of flowers she was arranging nearby. His neat...