1970’s. My mother’s kitchen.
The avocado green counter top was the perfect size for my brother, sister, and me to enjoy our bowl of something! We were staying true to our personalities in this picture. Brother not showing whether he liked it or not, and sister just happy that she was eating. I have no problem showing my unhappiness with my mother’s choice of food for us. I was the middle child; what can I say? Anyone else in the middle?