Table For One, Please!

Thank you for your good wishes about my Mom; she is doing better today. Alzheimer's and being 88 make for some very rough days.



It is Thursday, and you -- my honored guest -- are invited to take a seat at the old oak table in the conservatory, and be pampered.

It's a Table For One at That Old House.



Thanks to Susan of Between Naps On The Porch for hosting Tablescape Thursday, and to Suzanne of Coloradolady for hosting Vintage Thingies Thursday, and to Leigh of Bloggeritaville for Thrifty Thursday! Whew! That's a lot of hosting and work for these ladies and their hardworking Mr. Linkies. I am in awe.

You can click on any of the Blog Party names, to be transported and to find other stories of tablescaping and thrifting derring-do!

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Now . . . please, pull out the old wire and wicker chair we found
at curbside (with two of its mates) last fall:

There's an old hand-embroidered table runner (Ebay!), tucked under your place setting.

I love the pink and green and the careful stitching; it's so airy looking:

Flowers from the garden, including mint that has bolted. Love the feathery mint!

The vase is actually an old mustard pot; many years ago we sold French coarse grained mustard in a gourmet shop we owned, and it came in these fabulous stoneware pots. I saved several.
If by several we mean a lot.

My mother's hobnail milk glass salt & pepper shakers. . .

My old Lenox crystal goblet (on the left) in what I think was the Heritage pattern. . .

Alongside, a $3 wine glass off the cheap shelves at Fortunoff's,
more than 30 years ago when I had my first swinging singles pad.

Reality check: it wasn't a swinging singles pad. I shared an 1802 house on the grounds of a museum complex with my cousin, so instead of a singles pad we had a 3/4 Cape with white picket fence, a well, an herb garden, and a dirt floor in the cellar. The only things swinging were loose shutters.

The green majolica plate I got at The Doof Pot in Greenport, on eastern Long Island,
many years ago. Not from TJ Maxx and not Bardallo. (Is that spelled right?)
Don't know who made it!

On top, a plate from my grandmother's favorite luncheon dishes.

Syracuse china.
Pink, green, touches of yellow and blue.

A lace liner

and then a little double-handled French Limoges bouillon cup. (Ebay also.)

Simple hotel plate flatware:

A rummage sale find.

and a napkin from a long-ago tablecloth set.
I don't know what happened to the cloth!

Put it all together and . . . Bon appetit!

I am very pleased you came to visit. Don't forget to visit the blogs, below! -- Cass