Chimes
Aug 11, 2020
2 minutes
TEXT BETSY L. HAASE
n my grandmother’s world, the ordinary rose to a higher occasion. On any day, we sipped tea from dainty cups that fit perfectly in matching saucers. Fancy dishes with gold edges held butter cookies or slices of pound cake. Our setting for these tête-à-têtes was the dining room, where the glass-fronted cabinet sparkled with the china that
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