But I wouldn't trade it for the finest dining furniture money can buy.
It has memories. It has 6 chairs, which say "there's always room for one more". It's a casual place for conversation, and a desktop for education. It welcomes friends and family, young and old. It's so Martin-ish, which takes quite a uniqueness to say, trust me.
When my kids were little and they wanted to eat out....which they did quite often and the hope was always for McDonalds....bleck!....I would tell them we WERE eating out at a fancy-schmancy little cafe I'd heard about called "Le Cafe Martin". It didn't take long for them to catch on. Even today, when Moriah wants to go to "Ladonalds", Luke will tell her we're going to the Martin Cafe....which I love. I love that our family has it's own place to call our own where we sit together and eat and talk about the things we think about......random mostly, because we Martins excel at random, but sometimes the random leads to the eternal and that's a really good place to sit.
I like what Ronald Reagan said....
All great change in America begins at the dinner table.
