SETTING THE TABLE

“When you have more than you need build a longer table not a higher fence.”

A short time before mom died she decided to start using her “good” flatware and china.  After mom died we found lovely slips and other undergarments with the tags still attached.  I guess they were too lovely to wear for just anything.  There were also numerous bottles of perfume with scents that mom loved, unused.  They were being saved for the right occasion.

A dear friend of mine visited and admired the changes we’ve made to our kitchen.  She said she’d really like to make some changes to her kitchen, especially her stained, formica countertop, but she said she wouldn’t because she was already eighty-five.  I told her I understood because I knew that the cutoff age for living in pleasant/lovely surroundings was eighty four and a half.  She said that maybe she should stop saying that thing about being eighty-five.

So what does this have to do with setting a table?  My dining room table is always set.  Lovely plates and glasses and napkins with gold napkin rings are always in place.  A lot of these treasures were found at thrift stores.  When we have company we eat in the dining room.

table set

Not to say that the kitchen, where my husband and I usually eat, is a hodge-podge of mismatched dishes.  For everyday we use, what used to be, the good china.  It’s also lovely.

People who stop by and see my set table invariably ask if I’m having company.  “Eventually,” I say.  I’ve given myself permission to use and enjoy.  The world continues to spin on its axis.  You should see my amazing office!

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Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.

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  1. My aunt says that her Mother-In-Law told her to always use her best because then whatever she has is best. It also applies to things like cookies. Eat the good ones before the burnt ones because no one cares if the burnt ones get stale.

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