"I'll plan a simple meal, Mother; one that I can get together in a hurry. In fact I've already planned it."
"But, in that case, you couldn't go to the fair with us this afternoon, could you? And it's said to be especially good today."
"Why, yes, I could go. I can get the most of my dinner ready this morning. What time would you start?"
"At two, I think. Well, Bettina, we'll come, but you must make the meal simple, for we won't be back till six."
"Don't worry, Mother."
Bettina hastened to make her preparations, and at half after one her house was in order and she was ready to go. Besides, she was comfortably conscious of a well-filled larder—cold fried chicken ready and waiting, cold boiled potatoes to be creamed, green corn to be boiled, peaches to be sliced, and delicious chocolate cookies to delight the hearts of the children.
"It will take only a few moments," she thought as she arranged the nasturtiums on her dining table, "to set the table, cream the potatoes, boil the corn, slice the peaches and make the tea. And I believe it's the sort of a dinner that will suit them."
The dinner for state fair guests consisted of:
Cold Fried Chicken Creamed Potatoes
Corn on the Cob
Sliced Peaches Chocolate Cookies
Tea Milk
BETTINA'S RECIPES