Nothing says "our family is run like a corporation" like pleather-coated office chairs around a granite-topped dinner table. Kinda reinforces that "family meeting" crap I used to hear on TV in the 90s (do people still hold family meetings?)
Let's hope nobody gets demoted to eating at a card table in the attic. At least they won't have to sit under the 60s lobby chandelier any more while waiting for the family's Trump to pass judgment on how they cut their peas.
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