Last weekend I was unable to join in with Anita’s French Country event, on the theme of vintage French silver …. so today I put together this little tea table as a late contribution.
It doesn’t happen very often that I get the chance to lay a proper tea table … alas! I think that a real tea table laid with delicious tiny portions of sweet and savoury is one of my favourite meals to prepare.
My grandmother used to prepare the most divine high teas … a table set in front of a roaring fire, bone china tea cups, tiny sandwiches, and slices of home made cakes …. very precious moments and good memories for me.
When my children were little, I lost count of how many chocolate cakes were baked in this house; how many scones were cut; how many biscuits prepared …. now the opportunities come less often.
So today, as I laid the table, I thought about my grandma, and how traditions and pleasures get passed down the generations; … why I love to entertain so much, why my children find it natural to prepare dinners for their friends ….. I guess it comes down to the pleasure of sharing, of making a table look pretty, and offering delicious food to those we care for.
And while I was in that reflective mood, I picked a few flowers from the garden, where we are entering autumn, and was surprised to find that I had picked a gentle white and pink bouquet …. not the colours you normally associate with autumn, but they work quite happily on this table.
Oh yes, and why are we not surprised? ….. while I was picking the flowers, my tea table got an early visit! …… hmmm …. welcome to my life!