Every summer, our family looks forward to one special tradition: spending time together in beautiful Parksville, BC. It’s a week where life slows down, the ocean becomes our backyard, and the days are filled with homemade meals, beach walks, laughter, and unforgettable moments. These are the kinds of memories that remind me how meaningful simple traditions can be.
One of my favorite traditions is our annual family gathering, lovingly hosted by Nana and Grampy. Every year, they bring everyone together, and each family takes a turn hosting dinner for the group. With around 15 of us altogether, including Rob’s parents, Nana and Grampy, Rob’s sister Stephanie and her family, his brother Neil, his sister Susie and her family, and our own little family, it becomes a week filled with laughter, conversation, and incredible homemade food.
Every meal is prepared with love using fresh, seasonal ingredients, and each dinner reflects the personality of the family hosting. It isn’t about creating a perfect table or an elaborate menu. It’s about gathering together, sharing stories, enjoying delicious home cooked meals, and making memories that we all look forward to every single year.
From Beach Walks to the Dinner Table
One of my favorite parts of our time here has been collecting shells with my nieces. We gathered them along the beach and decided to turn our little seaside treasures into something special for dinner: handmade shell place holders.
We decorated the shells, personalized them with names, and used them to mark everyone’s place at the table. Each one was completely unique, and I loved that something we found together by the ocean became part of our family dinner.
It’s such a simple summer activity to do with kids, too. Collect your favorite shells, clean and dry them, then decorate them with paint, colorful patterns, or each guest’s name. Suddenly, you have a beautiful, personal table detail and a keepsake to remember the day.
A Surfboard for a Dinner Table? Absolutely.
For dinner, we took the coastal theme one step further and used a surfboard as our dining table. It was casual, unexpected, and absolutely perfect for a summer evening by the water.
I made a spread of fresh salads alongside pasta, vegetables, and other dishes for everyone to share. Nothing too formal, just colorful, fresh food served family style while everyone gathered around the table.
Looking down that long table and seeing everyone together was probably my favorite part of the evening. My husband was there with his parents, Nana and Grampy, along with the rest of the family. These are the moments I want to remember: plates full of homemade food, conversations overlapping, people laughing, and the ocean just steps away.
Nana (Right) and Grampy (Left), My husband (middle)
And Then Came the Cake-Off…
Of course, we couldn’t end the day without a little friendly competition!
My nieces, nephew, and I had our own family cake-off, and things got wonderfully creative—and a little messy. We baked and decorated cakes with berries, colorful sprinkles, frosting, and plenty of personality.
Were they bakery-perfect? Definitely not. But that was exactly the point.
There was frosting everywhere, decorations piled high, and so much laughter along the way. By the time we started cutting into the cakes, the table looked like a delicious disaster. And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
The Kind of Summer I Want to Remember
This trip has reminded me that some of the best memories come from making something out of what’s already around us.
Shells collected during a walk became personalized place holders. A surfboard became our dinner table. Fresh ingredients became a beautiful family feast. A simple baking activity became a hilarious cake competition with my nieces and nephew.
It wasn’t about creating a picture-perfect dinner. It was about creating something together.
And somewhere between collecting shells, tossing salads, decorating cakes, and sitting around the table with Nana, Grampy, my husband, and our family, we created the kind of summer evening I know I’ll look back on and smile.
Because sometimes, the most beautiful tables aren’t the fanciest ones. They’re the ones where everyone you love has a place.
