Allira
Ps I'd never think of serving up dinners on plates if people were coming to our house for a meal.
I'm surprised that anyone would do that.
The only time I've done that is when the DC were young and it was just us and they used to try to avoid vegetables.
Our family was/is firmly working class. Brought up in a rented terraced house in Old Trafford. My mum always plated our dinners. We didn’t have any serving dishes. Nor napkins, come to think of it. I remember going (on my own) at 17 to visit an aunt who had ‘married well’ and lived in a beautiful large detached house in Esher. I was amazed when they all sat down to Sunday lunch and her husband carved the chicken at the table, asking me whether I preferred white meat or dark. And they had a gravy boat on a saucer. I was a bit nervous eating my dinner.

