Food has always been at the center of how my family has interacted. We are one of those families that still sits together for every meal. I don’t exaggerate when I say “every”
Food was the love language I was raised to speak and I speak it well. I can fully sympathize with the sugar/card addiction.
Coffee too falls into this “how we interact” trap. It’s the anchor for so many morning and post dinner conversations.
I try to moderate but wouldn’t say I battle whole heartedly or even have much of a desire to.