The first time I saw cutlery displayed in a ceramic jar was at my friend, Christine's home, many years ago. Instantly, I noticed it and liked how it looked. My cutlery was kept in a kitchen drawer at home. Everyone I knew kept cutlery tucked away in a drawer so seeing it displayed on a counter looked nice but odd to me. Chris told me that her mom always kept her forks & spoons on display in cups and jars when she was growing up. She figured it was an 'English' thing. For some reason, I loved it. While we would sit around the kitchen I would study the designs and markings on the cutlery and realized then that I really loved the look of it. The sun would come through the window and hit the silver in a way that would illuminate it's charm. It seemed a shame to hide these beauties.
For weeks, the retired-guy would go to the cutlery drawer to find a spoon and stand there with a lost look on his face. "Why aren't there any spoons here? Why are the spoons over there? They should be in the drawer, shouldn't they?"
(I don't have a photo of his distraught look so I'll use one of Audrey's.)
Ya..that's it. Perfect.
"Why do you do this stuff all the time? It makes me crazy."
Poor guy.
Old habits die hard.
He's ok now.
hugs, Deb
