Our beloved Maudie in the kitchen on Park Avenue…

“The elevator man walked by with another suitcase and our cat, Maudie, in her carrier, yowling like an angry baby.  Maudie was a chocolate-point Siamese and always meowed loudly like a person who wouldn’t be ignored.”  Chanel Bonfire

Note the unglamorous, pre-Martha Stewart, surroundings.  Before the 70s, only cooks and children spent any time in Park Avenue kitchens.