A dash of history and a sprinkle of fun

When we sit down for a meal we are seated at a table purchased years ago at an antiques show. The wrought-iron chairs were picked up at a thrift store and recovered with fabric I found at a tag sale.  The wineglasses belonged to my mother-in-law.

It isn’t just a meal. It’s a celebration of treasure hunting trips from the past.

Take the salt and pepper, for instance.

I keep a small tray with two tiny bowls, one of salt and one of pepper, on the table. It’s a prettier way to serve the most essential seasonings. And, of course, there is  a story behind each piece.

I painted the tray at one of those paint-it-yourself pottery places with my youngest daughter. The blue and white bowl that holds the salt was found at a flea market. The tiny white porcelain bowl that holds the pepper was at the bottom of a box of knick-knacks at a thrift store. The miniature spoons were a gift.

So, you see, each meal is flavored with more that salt and pepper. Each gets a dash of history and just a sprinkle of fun.