biscuit-baking

Updated: May 29, 2025

Every night at six the anxious little woman, flushed from biscuit-baking and chicken-broiling and almost sick with fatigue, got out the black silk gown and the white lace collar and put them on with trembling hands. Thus robed in state she descended to the supper-table, there to confront her husband still more miserable in the stiff collar and black coat. Nor yet was this all.

Eleanor H. (Eleanor Hodgman) Porter - Across the Years