[Stu from NYC]

Originally Posted by Duneahh

On the KS dairy farm of my youth, the noon meal was Dinner as it was the biggest, more properly served, meal of the day. All the hired hands joined us around the table, where we held hands for the prayer which we all said together in unison, food dishes were passed clockwise (starting with Dad at head of the table and THE MEAT PLATTER). Nobody ate a bite until everybody had their plate filled. Last meal was Supper because it was light; leftover meat from dinner, summer produce, a plate of white bread, jars of miracle whip and pickles (vs. being in serving dishes as at Dinner) ... usually really late after all chores were finished, just before bed. Sunday supper was special: popcorn and our once weekly POP on tv trays watching Bonanza. The lucky first one got to sprawl on the COUCH while the rest of us kids were stuck on the floor and tasked with skooching over and change to the other tv channel! Dad had a city cousin who retired from MinnaSO-TA to IoWAY. Mother aspired to go to Ha-WAH-ya (vs. Huh-Wie-E). It was fun when our Ants & Cuzzins visited!

Thanks for the info.

Just curious why was food always passed clockwise?