Mr. Ivy doesn't understand how I can have a favorite part of almost every song I hear. Ohh! Did you notice that nifty chord progression? How about that interesting bit of percussion?
He thinks I'm a nut.
Therefore, he doesn't understand how I can have a favorite fork, either.
My family has had a cottage for over thirty years. Like a lot of summer cottages, it has a lot of odds and ends. Mismatched dishes, sheets that don't match the pillowcases, etc. And lots of interesting bits and pieces.
Most of the silverware is silver plated, which doesn't like being put in a dishwasher. (After three years without a dishwasher, we finally have one once again. YIPPEE! Although I will admit that hand washing dishes keeps your fingernails nice and clean.) The dishwasher tends to discolor the silverware, but other than that, it seems to be okay. But these photos are more discolored than the actual piece of "silverware." Must've been the lighting.
This little fork is my favorite, probably because of its decoration--and among all the other forks in the drawer, it's one of a kind. It's kinda small, which makes me think it's either a dessert or a salad fork.
And not only does it have decoration on the front, but it's decorated on the back, too. Something you don't see on the silverware of today.
A friend of mine bought a lot of interesting dishes -- all with a floral theme. She was determined to "build" a set of 12. I thought how wonderful it would be to eat off of a different pretty plate every night.
Do you have a lot of different favorites, too?