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Hello dear readers,
This in no way resembles what the house looks like in real time. By this point I have become the person who the child refers to as “Boss” and who the sainted man that married me is kind enough to endure. They are probably setting the table, laying the fire, or trying to ignore the string of invective coming from the kitchen. I am cooking. I am cooking pretty much what my mother cooked and her mother cooked before her; which entails rising at dawn to have canapes out by four o’clock and the feast on the table by five. I know there are all sorts of ways to prepare in advance, but I don’t. That’s part of what I like to think of as heritage thrills. The difference in our house is that for dessert we (and I’m referring to myself and my maternal ancestors) make something called a Schaum Torte – I’ll put the recipe up later – it’s a cloud of caramelized meringue topped with berries and whipped cream – luscious any time of year.
Happy Thanksgiving – wishing you friendship, happy families, and a good crack at the wishbone, V
Beautiful! Happiest of Thanksgivings to you and yours.
Likewise! Portland… I hope you get a chance to go to Powell’s 🙂
We went there today in fact :-). Always a blast there.
Hope you and your family have a lovely day 🙂
Thank you, darling! 🙂
Heritage thrills, love it. 😀
Is it safe to assume that this beautiful room was off limits for the family until its unusual level of neatness was witnessed by others? Not that I would do such a thing of course…. 😉
This room became an extension of the dining room – oh so many people for dinner – we required more than one table!
It sounds like you had a wonderful time. I hope the cursing from the kitchen beforehand didn’t scare any extras away! 😉
Nothing could scare that horde away!
Dearest Vickie,
Happy Thanksgiving!
I’ve taken my blog offline for the time being to focus on a new endeavour, but I’m still here, whistling in the shadows, and promise to return with a new posting soon!
Love from London,
Atreyu x
Hello darling!
I like the sound of that – best wishes on the new endeavor – and looking forward to your posts anytime.
Love from LA,
Vickie
Tell me about that blue and white bowl…? Age, origin etc.
Coming out of a post Thanksgiving daze — the punch bowl is Victorian — Doulton — I think it was my great grandmother’s…
I so want to run across that floor in my socks and sliiiiiide! Seriously you home is so warm and lovely.
I will have to mop them to facilitate the slide — sticky from Thanksgiving!
To borrow again from Summer Roberts…. “E
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that was supposed to be “Eww” but I hit the return key and then enter…OY!
I could probably identify all food stuffs, cranberry sauce, gravy, etc. — but that would be too OCD, even for me!
Warm and beautiful just like you. xoxo
I bet that response made you feel good. It is true too. What a lovely home. My goodness.
Thank you! And Lisa is a doll! She’s taken a hiatus from blogging — last Thanksgiving her world kind of crumbled (it’s on her blog) but I hope she’s back soon.
Vickie, this room is so lovely. I feel as if I am settling in and won’t leave.
You are most welcome, and believe me, it looks like this in short intervals only 😉 .
Vickie Lester: Master Cook, Perfect Hostess, Terminator! Your home is beautiful. Unsurprisingly. 😉
Terminator, Crime Boss, Tiniest Tyrant… Have you been talking to the Mister? 😉
That would be telling! You can boss me anytime…!
Lovely room Vickie.My whole house of treasures is very tidy for short periods of time also.I could never be a complete minimalist.I greatly admire the traditional Japanese aesthetic for example and could live with that.Most modern minimalism leaves me quite cold on lots of levels.If I wanted to live in a cell it might be a lot easier to commit a crime than spends lots of money achieving -the look.
My eyes are drawn to lots of items in your room,one after the other.Now just what is that picture of the vintage liner?I have always thought that vintage linewrs like vintage hotels are intensely romantic and intriging,both at the same time.
Captain Robert Dollar was a tycoon who had interests in lumber and shipping — the Dollar Steam Ship lines spanned the world, but with the Depression and his death (in 1932) the empire crumbled.
I’ve lived in very modern houses, and once you’ve been there a while it’s no longer minimalist 😉 . Have a great weekend!
Vickie,Thank you.I shall look up the Dollar Steam Ship lines in just a minute.Sounds very exciting.
Jealous of the piano… my cottage is so small we can’t get one in the door. Making due with a keyboard, which sounds good but there’s just something about the feel, sound, and look of the real thing.
I AM ENTHRALLED…………..HERE IAM!
What a pleasure to see you here! xox, V