They took center stage. The peonies and the tulips snuggling right up next to one another. From there, the rest of the table was super easy to set. Red became the color story and we were off and running with a table for deux. These were the first peonies of the season for us, the lone bucket at one of my favorite flower stalls at the Market a happy sight. They sat perky at the shop on Saturday for all to enjoy, made the ferry trip over, made the ferry trip back, and are now in the city on the dining table to be enjoyed like crazy this week. A peony might seem dainty, but quite the opposite.