Politely
pour for Aunty. First, a half cup of hot milk. Then add hot tea. But slowly. Would
she like sugar? Onelumportwo? Pass the toast. Then fix your cup. Just
like Aunty’s. – A Child’s Christmas Cookbook
Shirley
placed Ina’s best linen tablecloth on the diningroom table along with matching
napkins. Next, she brought out the bowl of pinecones that she and Sadie had
prepared last weekend and wove a half yard of bright red ribbon through the sparkling pinecones, placing the greenery that Sadie brought in and around the bowl and pronouncing it festive -- "just the thing," in fact.
Since
the tea was Sadie’s idea and a learning experience for her, Shirley filled Ina’s
little teapot with hot water and instructed Sadie in the art of “pouring.” (It’s
not as easy as it might look. It’s important not to overshoot the cup!) She was
also instructed to nibble the treats slowly, focus on the conversation, and not
to talk with her mouth full.
The
table was set with cups and saucers, a plate of frosted ginger cookies, and Ina’s
fruitcake (her mother's recipe for "pork cake"). Perhaps it’s worth noting that the dining room was
separate from the kitchen, not all one room as we so often see today. Any
untidiness in the kitchen was not seen by the guests.
Ina
invited everyone to sit down. Taking a deep breath, Sadie commenced to pour a
little tea into each cup. I say a little tea because Ina’s teapot was small. A
second round would soon be offered.
After
an hour, Shirley went to the barn and invited the men to come to the house for
coffee and cookies. Sadie was excused to color by the fireplace while the
adults visited.
It had been a wonderful day!

2 comments:
Ahh, I remember the different columns in the Clearwater Tribune from various outlying correspondents telling all the news--who visited who, whose children had come home from college, babies born, birthdays, etc. All the news that was fit to print!
Hahaha! More like gossip, I think. "I suppose you saw in the Tribune that we had the Planks to dinner," Ina said to Vance. But it was important in that day. I have wondered what got left out and if feelings were hurt.
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