Thursday, January 10, 2019

The Mess Kit

Not long after an acquaintance who often visits France told me that it is now customary for restaurant patrons to carry their own flatware and napkin, I finally managed to find a coffee mug that slips neatly into my side bag. Armed with that mug and a clean cotton handkerchief, I shaved thirty seconds off my entry and exit times in my regular coffee place.

It wasn't long ago, relatively speaking, that guests at a generous medieval table toted their own flatware. Dishes weren't an issue, since people put their chow in sturdy small loaves of bread. When I contemplate the tabletop inventory, I think of these things. It's quite a statement of prosperity to be able to set a full table for a family, much less a crowd -30-

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