Pink Sandwich
Platter
The large sandwich platter had been resting under several dishes for a long time. Inside the cupboard it seemed to be waiting for someone, anyone, to reach in and lovingly lift it from its place of hiding. Why hadn’t anyone noticed it before? The pale pink glass glittered in the bright light of the dining room chandelier and the edges, like inverted diamonds, begged to be touched. The back of the depression era piece was a cutwork of crisscrossed lines that ended in the center starburst. This holiday the platter would be used and admired and afterwards not be hidden away and forgotten.
January 3, 2012
2 comments:
You have described this precious platter perfectly... a true relic, it sounds like.
Thank you so much, Laurie. I have an obsession with glass, I'm afraid, and have way too much of it; thus, having it hidden in the cupboard!
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