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Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Black tie optional
Formalwear is now the required dress code at our dinner table, thanks to our youngest granddaughter Remy.
Several
months ago, we began a “new” routine during breakfast and supper. No
longer were we going to eat on wood trays in the living room. We were
going back to the dinner table! Actually, this has worked well. It’s wonderful family time when one or both of the granddaughters are “dining” with us. Now though, it’s graduated to a major event! Mondays and Tuesdays are days that I don’t normally cook, as they’re deadline days up here and usually hectic. Last
Monday, after our usual hectic day, I arrived home later than normal to
be greeted at the door by a dancing child, enthusiastically waiting for
our “grand” dinner.” Now, dinner still hadn’t been cooked, you understand. In fact, dinner hadn’t even been thought about. But, we had to have dinner! A grand dinner! So... Half an hour later, we were all sitting down to our grand, candle-lit dinner — fish sticks and macaroni and cheese. We have a lot of candle-light dinners now. And occasionally, a candle-light breakfast. And some of us have been formally attired for these meals. Our oldest granddaughter has about outgrown the habit of “dress-up” play clothes, but Remy is at the height of this fashion. Her
favorite dinner outfit is spectacular. As soon as she realizes that
dinner is about to be served, she hurries off to “dress” for dinner. Dress
is actually a “dress” — a cocktail dress — green slinky knit,
gathered and draped at the shoulders and hips, with a large diamond
shaped, glittery insert over her stomach. And, it’s about five inches
longer than she is tall. Some nights for dinner,
she accessorizes “the” dress with a gold leather vest — the entire
front of this vest is embedded with large pearls. Shoes? Ha! She’s
always barefooted — summer, winter, spring and fall. |