Lately I find myself flipping through vintage Emily Post books in my free time, at once delighted and bewildered by the staunch rules for everything from how to ask a girl out on a date to how to eat a grapefruit. Amidst the endless stream of e-mail invitations, text messages, and paper plates, it thrills me to no end to come face-to-face with a formal invitation, a real letter, children (and adults) with manners (!), a proper table setting…
A few friends and I have started the tradition of bringing along a little gift when we go to each other’s homes for a meal. Nothing elaborate, just a little “sussy” (defined by the ever reliable Urban Dictionary as, “a small, inexpensive gift, chosen specifically because it has relevance to the intended recipient”). Showing up with a clutch of flowers, a book, or a pretty little ceramic dish (presented alongside the obligatory bottle of wine) feels a little formal, and festive, and well…special.
I was having brunch at La Duni last week with a friend and noticed at the very bottom of the menu that they sell the little wood box and salt and pepper containers that adorn each table. They’re simple, lovely, useful,
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