My first pieces of Pyrex belonged to my grandmother. She used her Butterprint mixing bowls routinely, pulling them out of the cupboard when we came to visit and whipping up delicious meals to feed us. Those bowls were the reason we could hardly step away from the table; we were stuffed full to capacity.
And while we often left her house moaning that we had, once again, eaten too much, we also always left happy.
That's one of the reasons I collect Pyrex: People have memories associated with specific colors and patterns, and they are always happy ones.
This Vintage pattern has a happy memory for me too, even if it's only a couple of weeks old. My mom picked up this piece, covered with brightly colored grapes, for me while traveling through Texas, noticing that it's somewhat rare and that this pattern isn't one I have.
It's already found a home in our living room, sidling up alongside my Verde solid color mixing bowls: a reminder that the green grass of spring is on its way!
See what I mean? There Pyrex goes again: making happy memories.
What piece of Pyrex holds a special memory for you?
-- Adriane from The Little House on the Dairy
