When I was growing up, we used one set of table ware…mother’s sterling. Oh, there were other odds and ends in the giant Chinese box. Coin silver spoons and serving pieces come to mind, but the main contents of the chest were Gorham pieces with mother’s initial.
When I got married the first time, mother bought me a set of sterling….only after she argued with me about the style. My choice was too old fashioned, she told me. As soon as I was out of her sight, I bought a set of heavy stainless with ebony tips. Oh, the sixties. Those tips didn’t hold up well to my haphazard dishwashing system. Then came an old fashioned looking set of stainless with three pronged forks and pistol grips on the knives.
Last night, I was sitting back in my overstuffed living room chair enjoying a cupa. I was stirring the honeyed tea with an ornate, about 1910ish teaspoon. I still use my last bought set of stainless having picked up extra pieces at sales, but I have a whole clump of one off spoons I use to amuse myself with over coffee and tea.
I have a thirties Deco spoon with my coffee this morning. Perhaps this evening, I will pick another whole era to stir my honey into my tea. They bring a smile to my face…especially the one that someone put through a garbage disposal. They are my own today no one elses and I cherish every one.
Do you have small things like this that bring a smile to your face every day?