Our recent down-sizing (much needed, I'm not complaining) had me take a good, hard look at some things I consider important in our house. Two of these affinities: Tupperware and Pyrex, are mine alone and frankly, not shared in the least by Darling. The Tupperware did take a hit during our yard sale, but I evaluated well and didn't regret any losses. In fact, some went to a woman that clearly shared my interest in vintage Tupperware. That felt lovely.
But the Pyrex. It was the Pyrex that I couldn't pare down. I thought each piece was useful and vital and integral to our kitchen. As I went through the bowls and dishes, I remembered where I found them and how my little (a-hem) collection has been assembled over the years. It's odd, I agree, but that makes me the pack-rat that I am. Without further ado: the Pyrex.
MMM - Carnitas and rice (our restored summer staple) on the picnic table
Summer Chili and last year's salsa on the porch
Butter dishes... why two (see below)? I gave a third to Kud.
This gravy boat was a thrifted find. I like it.
Nested bowls - another thrifted set. They always want too much at the antique stores.
Found this one in the garage at Green Garden! It was holding bolts. Bananas are better.