These may not look exciting, but I’m so happy to have them.
The two dishes with wavy edges are The Mashed Potato Dishes. These are the dishes my mom used for mashed potatoes for every big meal (because we had mashed potatoes for every big meal, obviously). They stayed in the hutch with all the other special/seasonal dishes and only came out for those special occasions. My sister found them in a donation pile at my dad’s house even though they had my name taped to them, and promptly rescued them and shipped them to me.
The plate on the bottom broke during shipping, unfortunately. I’m looking into possible repair options because this plate belonged to a set of china owned by my maternal great-grandmother. If I had to guess, my mom hung on to this plate with her other special possessions, because it was ALSO in the donation pile. The break seems simple, so I’m hoping I can get it fixed relatively easily.
It’s interesting to me how many memories I have wrapped up in special meals, recipes, or dishes. That feels like as much of the family history as anything else.