I think a lot of people reserve their special items for A Special Occasion. It's almost like an invisible barrier that prevents you from thinking to use your china unless the event is anointed Special. The problem is that many moments are not deemed Special until they're over.
|Please pretend you don't see the crumbs in the frosting|
|Roasted beet and mushrooms topped with goat cheese|
What prompted my culling of the tabletop herd was the cleaning out of my grandparents' houses. Both in 2012, I realized how many beautiful things there were that I hadn't ever seen. Perhaps I had seen them and not noticed, but I know I hadn't ever used them. I'm lucky that I know or knew all my grandparents. And they are all special people. Creativity runs prominently on each side. As I sifted through the "junk", I couldn't help but feel twinges of longing and disappointment. I know exactly the feeling that went into purchasing these little things. Perfect for a Christmas brunch...just the right color for Thanksgiving...M would love this on his birthday...practically made for Easter
I saw the unrealized potential, and I knew that many weren't used because the perfect storm of perfection never came about. I am an all or nothing personality. It's caused me a lot of heartache and it's also saved me from many, many wrong paths. I used to feel disappointed as holidays and moments passed because they weren't my vision of perfection. There would be a point where I would just throw my hands up and say I'll have to start earlier next year. Thankfully I learned relatively quickly that perfection usually only appears in the rearview mirror.
Easter is a holiday I've never gotten right. The weather in
never cooperates and I don't think there has ever been an Easter in Ohio where I've seen my
vision of a brunch al fresco with warm weather, a forsythia hedge in bloom, and
happy children frolicking in unstained pastels happy to eat lamb and eggplant. Therefore, I've never used my Easter china on
Easter. Well, this year I still won't be
using it for an Easter brunch. Rather, a
Good Friday dinner. My brother will
probably come wearing gym shorts and my grandpa will probably put ketchup and
tablespoons of salt on my perfectly seasoned lamb. But it will all be atop my Easter china.
|I got this at $88 for 88 pieces! It's a Noritake "mystery" pattern|
|I cant count on barbie to dutifully wear pastels|