As long-term readers of this blog may remember, I come from a highly refined and gentle background.
The recent food-centric holiday got me thinking about the table etiquette with which I grew up. (<–No preposition at the end of the sentence)
There was, as I’ve shared on a previous Wednesday, our table service of paper napkins, and glasses made of repurposed jelly jars, which were set in place with the words:
Another day of gracious living.
There was the announcement that a meal was ready for consumption:
Come and get it, ‘fore I slop it to the hawgs!
There was the invitation to enjoy the repast before us:
Eat ’til ya bust!
And there was my grandfather’s ending compliment:
I’m just as full as if I’d had a good meal.
Ah, where is the elegance of yesteryear?
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