At our house (and in my house when I was growing up) food isn’t and wasn’t just food, and eating a meal isn’t and wasn’t just a way to keep yourself from starving. Meals are social occasions and an opportunity to share your day with the family. My 6 year old daughter has a standard way of starting us all off: “So, Daddy, how was your day?” We then go around the table and Lilly gets to ask everyone, “So, X, how was your day?”
Watching the television and reading at the table are incredibly rude, IMHO, and send the following message: “I’m sitting here with you at the table, but instead of interacting with you I’d rather watch TV or read the newspaper.”