When I first discovered there was an actual White Wednesday, hosted by Kathleen at Faded Charm, I knew I would join in some day.
I have collected milk glass for 20 plus years, and I use it all of the time. My daughters collect it as well, and they have learned early to be a little more discriminating than I was when I first began my collecting.
You know how it it though; it is hard to walk away, no matter how simple the piece is (especially when the price is right).
This reveal has a slight twist however; this is my collection from behind closed doors (cabinet doors that is).
I can’t tell you how many bowls of chocolate ice cream with almonds I had out of these bowls growing up. They belonged to my mother.
This is certainly not a normal, family size serving dish for ice cream in our family.
The solution? My brother and I mastered the art of ice cream jack-hammering- a life-long skill with questionable consequences.
The milk man delivered Hygeia milk, eggs, and ice cream every week to the ranch , guaranteeing a constant supply.
Oh my. This photo is a little bit telling… is this too much information? I feel like I have opened my purse and said, ‘here- look inside.’ You do not have to plan an intervention.
Surely there is a collector out there somewhere who can relate? I repeat. I use my milk glass all of the time.
I went through a stage where I collected sugar and creamer sets. I lost a few sets in my dish disaster (see previous post), but these survived.
I have bowls, trays, serving pieces, dishes, dessert sets, punch bowls and cups (plural).
One of my favorite things to do is have an all white table at my ladies’/teachers’ Christmas parties.
Christmas food looks wonderful in milk glass on top of deep red velvet- arranged at varying levels- using books for props.
My girls are not fond of grapes, but I love them. If you have this pitcher , you know it weighs fifty pounds, empty.
I even have it in the hall bath- on top of a cabinet. It looks wonderful against Ralph Lauren’s metallic charcoal paint.
Another milk glass favorite? My obsession with milk glass cake pedestals, but that is for another day.