We used one of the blankets I make for dolls and Dana's new kitchen set to throw a nice picnic for the dolls. We laid out some real snacks for them. They didn't really go for the food, but it disappeared all the same
The rat fetched a wicker picnic basket. "Shove that under your feet!"
"There's cold chicken inside," said Rat, "cold-tongue-cold-ham-cold-beef-pickled-onions-salad-french-bread-cress-and-widge-spotted-meat-ginger-beer-lemonade — "
"Oh stop!" cried Mole in ecstasy. "This is too much!"
"Do you think so?" said Rat, seriously. "It's only what I always take on these little outings."
The Wind in the Willows