Not having a proper dining table can be a nuisance and a half. Our postage-stamp-sized table barely accommodates two people and their plates, and only if they keep their elbows to themselves. Side plates and condiments are entirely out of the question. Consequently, the table is apt to become a respository for files, handbags, post and assorted flotsam and jetsam. Meals get eaten on laps, food gets photographed on the ottoman or the kitchen counter, and visitors get a rather more casual dining experience than I might wish for*.
Wouldn’t it be convenient if you could have an enormous dining table just when you needed it? And then it magically disappeared after you were done. Nothing as pedestrian as disguising it as a table tennis table, using it as a desk, or folding it up into a cupboard. As an added bonus, it could even turn into something else useful (and preferably small). Like an ice cream machine. Or a cat!**
What I need is a periodic table...
If I had one, I could do matching cookies to celebrate, like these beauties...
Periodic table cookies from Not So Humble Pie (she has a great collection of scientific baking, for anybody so inclined); Pratofundo has a beautiful set of periodic table cookies, too
Or I could just keep wishing for a cat. It might be more likely!
* With the possible and occasional exception of a harried and sticky penguin bustling round the kitchen.
** It makes sense if you think about it, especially if you have a cat who is wary of visitors and who hides in another room. Even more so if you have a trifle-eating cat, as it would certainly stop him from jumping onto the table... although perhaps portions of dinner would also mysteriously disappear!