A cracked plate

A cracked plate

When I read this line recently in Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God, I couldn’t help thinking of all the lovely dishes I have inherited over the years. Some show their age with delicate fine lines, while others are so cracked they can no longer be used for their original purpose.

I suspect that many of you, like me, still see the value in these aged little darlings, making it hard to think of tossing them out.

As I mentioned last week, I have a couple more thrift store finds to share with you, but I also want to show you some items from the collection of dishes I have accumulated over the years.

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