My Dad had a real dry sense of humor. He was a master of the metaphor. He had a name for everything. Being from the mid-west, he found common names just not imaginative enough for his tastes. For example, he called guns, "shooting irons". And he called a mid-afternoon snack, "Tea and Crumpet time"! And you always served "picky-nibbles" at these events.
I would like to share with you a wonderful "picky-nibble" receipt I found some years back in a cookbook called Perennials. I served it last night at our church fellowship. It went very nicely with all the sandwiches, although it is rather a lovely pastry.
3 C flour
1/4 tsp. ground cinnamon
2 C confectioner's sugar
It is my favorite because the design is so very beautiful and feminine.
If you would like to see some more beautiful tea cups, go over to Lady Lydia.