My family used to have great long meals every year in my grandparents house, almost every month, but lately I can't remember the last time we have one. I don't know if it is because I don't have the time to actually go since I'm in college or just because having these meetings is not so frequent as it used to be.
So, I'm going to tell you about a lunch we have on summer vacations. I can't remember the date, but it had to be in January-February of 2007 or 2008. Me and my family went to Loncura, Quintero and we stayed in a vacation turist resort of my mother's job. There was me, my little brother Benjamin, my sister Monserrat, my mum and her husband at the time, my mother's parents and her little brother Carlos.
Some day, when we went to the casino to have lunch, my uncle Carlos wanted to play a joke on my mum, so he stealed her dessert and started to eating it. When she found out, she wanted to do the same, and then they started a fight for the desserts and spreaded them all over the table. They even went to the kitchen and asked for more. That made me and the rest of the people in the casino laugh out loud, because it was so funny. But my grandparents, specially my grandmother was so embarrasing that she changed her sit and made like she didn't know them. Memorable.
Another family meal I remember was in the night before the earthquake of February of 2010. I had been in Punta Arenas for my summer vacations and I just arrived to Santiago that night, so I came to my grandparents house about 10 pm. It was a big family reunion and we had a celebration dinner because we had not been all toghether a long time ago. My aunt Mime who lives in Antofagasta was there with my cousins and her husband. My mum was just moved out from Punta Arenas to Quintero, so she came with my brother and sister, and my aunt Lorena with her husband and her 3 daughters were there too. The meeting last until just a couple of hours before the earthquake started, and we were all comunicated, so it was much more calming to live that moment in family.
