Interesting about others' families. For me, not so much. One side of the family might have been momentarily significant centuries ago and in another land. But I do not care about this lineage, pedigree, and other stuff. All these years later, we are mutts. I like us! *wags tail and slobbers*
My garden in England is full of eating-out places, for heat waves, warm September evenings, or lunch on a chilly Christmas morning. (Mary Quant)