hospitality [Theme] Page 2

And now, you can say it is my nest.
- Noble? asked George F., who came to myself.
- Raznochinnaya, chuckling, replied Pushkinsky and put on the table a kettle, honey and bread. - Treats are appropriate.

Our fool again mind strained. And it was that crazy - small bins. Thought and thought - nothing thought up. Whistled the dogs of the Horde and to the Yaga in a grove. Saw the General leaped right up to the Urals. Yes, recovered and returned: as if not worse happend!..

First, the situation should not be pompous - to the contrary, it should give the guests a feeling of comfort. If you have a beautiful garden, but the evening promised cold, do not arrange dinner under the open sky. Secondly, although it seems obvious, don't forget and try to put friends closer to each other. If you were invited to dinner four people, no need to put them in a giant grandmother's table for twelve people. Even if this is your only table, it is better to use it as a buffet, and there in the living room. Anywhere people don't feel more awkward than a table where there is Unallocated space.

Experienced hosts who love to receive guests, preparing for the evening like creating a work of art, personally pondering all the details, from colors to furniture placement.

I close my eyes, I forget offenses,
I'll even forgive the fact that it is not necessary to forgive.
Come to my house, my door is open,
Will you sing a song and wine treat.

Nashchokin busy with Affairs, and his house is such a muddle and a jumble, that the head around goes. From morning till evening he different people: players, retired hussars, students, solicitors, Gypsies, spies, particularly creditors. All free entry; all up a need; everyone shouts, smokes a pipe, eats, sings, dances; no angle free.

And if hotelopia not in the country,
Damage to the Kingdom and the Treasury.

Respecting the strangers that shelter please
They're the glory of the good is spread.

The landlady Violetta opened the door before I knocked.
- Come on, it's ready.
- Ready for what?
She returned the gesture. I followed her down the corridor, climbed to the second floor. Stair railing shone like cocks-candy in the sun.
- This is your room.
The Windows did not have curtains, open the shutters. The candle on the nightstand instead of a lamp. The edge of the blanket folded, the pyramids stood whipped like cake "Pavlova", two pillows. This bedroom hugged me tightly mother.

- I think the husband is involved.
- In cook?
I actually think he's suspicious.
- That man has not offered you a drink, Hastings, does not mean that he is guilty of other crimes.

Mazikin, bitch you dirty dog, you shot him? Good job.
- No, it's not me. Shot psycho maid.
Canadian hospitality is called.

A piece of meat cut; half for Keld was less than half for Tiffany. Strictly speaking, one half can not be less than the other, because then she will not be half; but in practice, everyone understands what that means.

Dear guest, long staying.