There are some childhood memories that are nearly universal, but definitely cultural. In many parts of America including the south, family dinners at Grandmother's house is one such childhood memory most of us share.
When I sat down at my seat in the backroom of Old Salt Market on NE 42nd in Portland where chef Maya Lovelace hosts and prepares dinner on Monday and Wednesday evenings in her pop-up joint simply called , it was memories of those family dinners around Grandma's table that came to mind. Pitchers of water and sweet tea on the table with Mason jars in place of water glasses and gingham napkins helped complete the setting.
Around the start of every year I get hit with new planners and organizers promising to be just what the world needs to help them achieve their goals and dreams in the new year. Some of them last, some of them make just enough of a splash to get funded on Kickstarter and ship in time for people to have them by January. Most of them end up being cast aside by March in favor of peoples favorite apps on their phones or old standbys like Franklin Covey or good old Molskine notebooks.