Facebook memories tells me that apparently I post an annual photo of our profligate collection of Spode tableware after I (artfully, natch) set the table for our Norwegian Christmas Eve feast. So here’s this year’s submission of tableservice documentation, along with my clever location concept for our stockings — with mine closest to the door and therefore the first to be encountered by Santa when he enters our chimneyless condo so I get the biggest haul of solar panels since they’re more efficient than coal.
