I loved that our house was always full of people, no one locked they're house doors or cars back then, and people would drop in because they saw your car in the driveway.
If you got enough people in our kitchen (where everyone ended up) then dad would be playing guitar in the kitchen and someone else would play the spoons and then we had a kitchen party. There was always a pot of tea on the stove and fresh made biscuits, brownies and cookies.