Wednesday, March 24, 2010
There's a First Time for Everything...
This is the story of a set of dishes...dishes that I gazed at routinely growing up...dishes that I never...not once...ate off of. The story started with a marriage, my mom and dad to be exact, and some very expensive tableware that my parents registered for. It is rumored that the plates cost $15 each...in the 70's! These dishes were so nice that my mom lovingly placed them in the hutch, and never took them out again.
Yes, these dishes were given as wedding gifts to my parents, but never used...really...not even once. This past week, my mom gifted them to me and we intend to put them to good use. The photo above was taken to commemorate the very first use of these awesome dishes! (Homemade applesauce with a dollop of yogurt cheese and a sprinkle of wheat germ...my kiddos' favorite snack.) I love them (the dishes...oh, and the kiddos, too, of course)!
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Such pretty dishes! And I really like your silverware pattern, too, for that matter. Lovely!
Your post reminds me of people who buy pretty candles...and then never burn them! You only live once. The dishes are awesome! I hope you enjoy many many meals with them.
I think we have only used my mother's wedding china 5 or 6 times. And, the last time I remember was probably 40 years ago. They are in the china cabinet in her kitchen, looking pretty and lonely. This is why I use everything I own!
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