It is seldom that Mr. Astor and Mrs. Astor have a Sunday off. We had one and invited The Baroness Seitzinger over. She is a clever one. She brought lovely pasta and fruit salads over with
a sangria that was spiked with a Kitty Dukakas blend that made me do something Mrs. Stuyvesamt-Fish deplores: I awarded her a title. Mrs. S-F and me don't need titles, but it is so apparent that everyone else does. Not that the title, The Duchess of Sangria, is NOT hereditary or even able to be purchased like her current one. I was weak, but that Sangria was mighty.