I guess that I must face the truth and admit to everyone that my name is Mike Cotter and I am in fact a National Public Radio fanatic. With a long commute and a passion for learning something that may help me win one of the hundreds of discussions (as my wife calls them) that inevitably find me at work and at home, I tune in to my local public radio as if I were being paid to do so. Every now and again I come up with something that stirs me, excites me, and pushes me to the limits of what I know I am here on this earth to do - SHARE! Unfortunately for you, this is one of those sharing moments and you are all in the scope... While playing around on NPR's fabulous site I happened upon an article on dinner parties in colonial America. I know, I know... Dinner parties in colonial times were social events more than anything else. Song, dance, food, conversation and indulging on the treats that most would never eat or see the wealthy and connected colonial upper crust partied, drank and ate like none other. These were the times when a meal was an event and not a few tater tots and microwave with ketchup in a plastic bottle on the counter next to the remote control on your couch. These were elegant times and the evenings of legend.
What a great story and a great tid-bit of information for all of you as infected with American colonial life as yours truly. Hope you enjoy this as much as I did...
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=121861492
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