The Connecticut labor press., 1919-05-31
EATS AS THEY OUGHT TO BE
That's the Kind They Have at
 Coleman's. ..

The first time 1 saw Mary with her hands in soapy hot dishwater and her slim, graceful self all covered with a big blue checked apron, 1 offered up a silent prayer of thanks for my pal and my bachelor apartment with all its cleo tr1c aids to housework. Before Jimmy came along with his dear blonde curls and happy brown eyes and won Marys heart one thought of Mary and orchids III the same breath. All during those wonder days before she gave herself into Jimmy's keeping forever and ever, she seemed like golden rose bloom ing into full grown splendor. But see ing Mary i'll Mary and Jimmys kitchen made one think of a geranium-strrdy and dependable. But adorable as it was in their little home, had queer lost feeling without my housekeeping aids and all the rest of it and couldn't help being glad to go back home to my rose colored lamp and bang out few letters on my typewriter.
 But 1 couldn't write the letters for I had a letter of my own which caused me to put on my hat. again and saunter forth once more.
 The letter said:
 We have all gone to Coleman's- come at onceH
 Coleman's being the only place in town where like to eat except my own apartment, and our ice box being sort of low in funds Twas more than pleased to find my own crowd seated comfort ably at one of Coleman'S cunning round mahogany tables. My pal was in the midst of a delicious fruit salad and one of the girls was having roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. So l sat beside them and was soon engrossed with a chicken gumbo.
 Min!
 It was good.
 Everything is.
 Duck of a place.
 Golden lights.
 Shiny mahogany tables.
 Girls in white aprons.
 Bright fountain.
 Steaming urns of good eats.
 Piles of sandwiches.
 Cakes, pies and cru11ers.
 Candy.
 Cigars and cigarettes.
 The sort of china your own mother would just rave about and your sister is just aching to have Blue and white you know and altogether impressing. Isn't this silver >cunning? said bright eyed girl at another table. Its Colonial, you know, and Tom and l are going to have some like it
 She had a diamond ring on her left hand which sparkled almost as much as her eyes.
 1 sighed.
 Another Jimmy and Mary affair.
 More soapy dishwater.
 Oohl The apple pie was so good surely Co1eman's kitchen wasn't that sort. It was all up to date and shiny like the fountain and the tables and lights and all. I asked if they would let me see it. They would: It was up to date and new and just what 1t ought to be. There was a cook who made all those pies in the latest types of gas oven. There w. =, new and very modern dumb waiter which carried the food upstairs. But my heart grew sud denly warm within me when l saw the electric dishwasher. No soapv hot dishwater there. A new and absolutely sanitary dishwashing machine in which every dish was cleaned separately first by cold water, then by hot and then by more hot Oh, it was great to watch it. If on1v Mary could have had things like that to work with, maybe she would still remind one of orchids.
 But geraniums last longer.
 And Co1eman's will last forever
 If they always have such good eats.
 And such very nice kitchen.
 And ali.
 Try 1t and see.
 HELEN MARY.