Georgiagranny
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It made me kinda sad seeing all the beautiful china, crystal and silver and remembering holiday dinners when the table was set with a lace or damask tablecloth and such things.
We so looked forward to dressing up in new clothes and getting together with all the aunts, uncles, cousins and especially grandparents, and dinner was always a special event.
My grandmother was a nurse and rarely had holidays off, but my mother and aunts would go to my grandparents' house on the day of and tackle the dinner preparations. If my grandmother had worked the 11pm-7am shift, she'd sleep while my aunts and mother cooked. When she worked the 7am-3pm shift, dinner was ready when she got home.
Me? The week before Thanksgiving, I'd go over there and polish the silver. The day after Thanksgiving was the day I'd go there to decorate Christmas cookies. Then they were stashed in her cold, cold pantry. Sometime between Thanksgiving and Christmas, my grandmother would make plum pudding, and that got stored, too, then reheated in a steamer and served for dessert with a brandy hard sauce after Christmas dinner, flaming, of course!
Now? Does anybody even bother setting a formal table? Does anybody even remember how to set a formal table anymore? Probably not. Big meal, probably. Dress up? Not likely.
There were things that really were better in the good old days.
We so looked forward to dressing up in new clothes and getting together with all the aunts, uncles, cousins and especially grandparents, and dinner was always a special event.
My grandmother was a nurse and rarely had holidays off, but my mother and aunts would go to my grandparents' house on the day of and tackle the dinner preparations. If my grandmother had worked the 11pm-7am shift, she'd sleep while my aunts and mother cooked. When she worked the 7am-3pm shift, dinner was ready when she got home.
Me? The week before Thanksgiving, I'd go over there and polish the silver. The day after Thanksgiving was the day I'd go there to decorate Christmas cookies. Then they were stashed in her cold, cold pantry. Sometime between Thanksgiving and Christmas, my grandmother would make plum pudding, and that got stored, too, then reheated in a steamer and served for dessert with a brandy hard sauce after Christmas dinner, flaming, of course!
Now? Does anybody even bother setting a formal table? Does anybody even remember how to set a formal table anymore? Probably not. Big meal, probably. Dress up? Not likely.
There were things that really were better in the good old days.