AN AFTERNOON, IMAGINED
It is a quiet Tuesday, around three. The kettle is on. You print one card, Sunday Table, and set it between you.
“What did the family eat on Sundays when you were growing up?”
The first step is that simple. A smell, a name, a story that starts with “Oh, my mother used to...” The card has a “Make it easier” box, so nobody feels put on the spot, and a last line to write the favorite dish down.
No prep, no supplies. Just time together, one page at a time.
An illustrated example of how a card works, not a customer story.
