Taylor Carlson, circa 1977 (note dishes in the dishwasher, not the fact that I let my baby play with lethal weapons)
John Macy, circa 1982 (birthday #5—note dishes on the table)
“What are the odds?” you might ask, that the Macy family and the Carlson family would choose the same pattern of dishes? Pretty good, actually, since everyone it seemed was jumping on the Phaltzgraff wagon back in those days. Still, Mauri and I added it to the myriad other commonalities we shared. (Which reminds me, one of these days I’ll need to post the song we wrote to sing to each other at our wedding.) For the past 16 years, our combined dish set has supported our food admirably, though many of the pieces gradually found their way to a high cupboard.
Getting ready for our garage sale this weekend, we pulled all of those dishes and other miscellaneous pieces out of the cupboard and created this visual.
Would our kids have any interest in these dishes? We issued an invitation to those most likely, and guess what!
They did! Divvying it up was fun and easy, since they live close enough to share if a dinner party is planned.
Life’s twists and turns! We often say, “Who’d’a thought?”