I love scoring cool dishes in thrift stores.
I love dishes period.
Tableware, serving platters, teapots, even though I don’t drink tea, all thrill me. Large bowls really rev my engines.
Generally everything I have in my hutch is “one of a kind.”
And I do have a few items that truly are one of a kind.
Occasionally I will pick up two or three of the same kind in a thrift store, but they have to be something really fantastic.
And, I won’t be the shopper who fucks up a complete set.
Anyway, the added bonus to my mismatched dinnerware is that it’s not the Ducks Unlimited stuff that I used in my past life.
My dishes now are a bit more reflective of me.
At some point I picked up these killer lunchtime plates – 4 of them, unchipped.
Tonight, I was cooking dinner with one hand and holding one of these cheery cherry plates in the other and I flipped it over to read the back:
So I decided to look it up.
And lo and behold, there’s a whole story that goes with them and people seriously collect these.
To eat off of, not to hang on the walls.
Websites, auction sites, Wikipedia, a fan club.
This pottery was made in Tennessee at some point between 1930 and 1957.
The company shut down in ’57 because they could no longer compete with plastic dishes.
My particular pattern is called Cherry Bounce.
It’s hand painted.
Isn’t all that just fantastic.
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