November 24th, 2009
How to Serve…

I am really enjoying reading my Esquire’s Handbook for Hosts. It is a wealth of information and really speaks to a different time. I love it! Last night I read about how to serve your meal. Loved it so much I am sharing it today. It’s a good reminder of what we should do on Thursday, or any day of a dinner party.
Excepts from How To Serve:
Act as though you had 10 servants–Your guests know you cooked their dinner, and they’re already impressed with your talent or your courage, as the case may be. So you needn’t keep reminding them of your chef role by hopping up and down, running back and forth between table and kitchen during dinner. There could be no other point in such nerve-wracking antics, for it’s a simple matter to arrange things so that “dinner is served” means for the cook/host as well as for the guests. Plan a menu of minimum courses so that everything can be either on the table or on the sideboard or serving table before you announce dinner, make full use of your chafing dish if it’s necessary to keep on course warm while another has the floor…Use a dressed-up “family style” of service, with food for second helpings left on the table rather than returned to the kitchen after the first time around…Use trays for clearing the table, bringing in the dessert and coffee…and you’ll find that you can play the lord of the manor at the head of the table, undisturbed by kitchen-calls, even if you are the the cook.
I try to always enjoy my meal. You know, the one I just spent days preparing? I think we all could use this gentle reminder not to sacrifice ourselves at the table.
xo–me
A few of you have written asking me what to do when you have forgotten someone’s name and are in the position to introduce said person to another. I have always introduced the other first in the hopes the person whom I have forgotten will then extend their hand (or simply smile) and say “Pleasure to meet you, I am (insert forgotten name here).” If they do not figure it out and offer that courtesy to both you and the nameless one, I simply look the nameless person in the eye and say “I apologize but I seem to have forgotten your name”. That is my advice but of course I cannot leave you without referencing the wisdom of Ms. Emily Post. She says:
I am getting on my soapbox again today.
One of my readers, Ms. G, wrote this week asking me to speak to behavior when one is ill. Her example spoke to me as I recently had a similar experience. I made a mental note to write about it in the coming weeks. Then yesterday I had yet another situation that spoke to this ongoing problem. At the height of my frustration, I determined it was my next post. I searched high and low for words of wisdom from Emily Post but found nothing for this topic so today I speak from my heart. Today we are all reminded that when one is ill, one does not leave ones home.
I debate relentlessly with my friends about what one should and should not bring to dinner parties, luncheons, BBQs, etc. So many friends believe they cannot arrive empty handed. I agree, one should arrive with a treat for the host or hostess but never something that could be perceived as a dish to serve with the meal. Your hostess has spend many hours preparing the menu and the food for the event. How presumptuous of one to think she did not plan a complete meal! That your addition would somehow bring the entire experience to another level. My bottom line of all things proper is Ms. Emily Post. Today I share that passage so perhaps for once, I will win this debate with my girlfriends!
I have the traveling blues. I live in the west and my entire family is in the east so I spend a great deal of time in the air. Most of the time I spend it observing the poor behavior of others. I sometimes sit on my flight daydreaming about the book I would write about traveling etiquette. Too many of my fellow men and women live in their own world without any regard to those around them. I see this most when I am traveling. This past weekend I was flying west to east and back again and could not believe some of the things I experienced and viewed. I feel I must discuss them here. In no particular order, here are the fouls committed, some by the same person.
I recognize it’s the week of Labor Day BBQ recommendations for you but I had to take a time out from my yummy posts to do my best to shame those in the world who leave their empty coffee cups, soda cans, etc on a shelf in the market, target, the pharmacy. Nothing is more delightful for me than to be straining to reach a high shelf or deep in the back of a shelf and instead of grabbing the product I find your half empty, sticky