
I guess you can excuse some wanton "Ritzing" by a trusted house-servant, but you wouldn't want that kind of thing to become a fad. Next thing you know, you can't take in a football game at State U without having your raccoon coat Ritzed to pieces.
Lots of snark bait here. For instance, the protagonist couple are hiring a maid who was working for a rich woman. As if a liveried maid were commonplace in John and Jane Q. Public's house.
And evidently, Mrs. Q. Public had a degree in English lit. "Very well, I'll inquire about it." Pip-pip, cheerio, wot's all this then? Of course, when she goes to the store, her saltmonger is wearing a smoking jacket. Then when she serves this salt to her husband, it turns him into The Penguin, minus the cigarette holder.
Also, note the fact that the salt was available iodized or plain. I reckon that was because Granpappy hadn't gotten around to reading that goiter memo back in '39.