With all the disasters that have been happening of late, I think it's a reminder to live each each day to the fullest and to make time for those you love because you never know, right? With that thought, Voyt and I spent the day at Mt. Tamborine today.
Between rain showers, we strolled along The Gallery Walk in the morning. The first shop we found was an interesting vintage shop and I couldn't resist these little forks. I think the appeal was that my mother had similar ones (in blue, I think) when I was a kid. Nostalgia is a powerful thing.
I love the original packaging. It reads "High Class - Stainless Steel" and "1 doz" as opposed to 12.
Dozens were so popular back then, weren't they? I do like the colours although not a combination that you see too often.
We lunched at the Polish Place mainly because my husband was nostalgic for Pierogi (Polish dumplings). I thought they were a little overpriced but we were probably paying a surcharge for the magnificent valley views.
Or perhaps for the company of these Lorikeets?
My other vintage find was this knitted turquoise cotton top from Vinnies at Paddington last week. An absolute bargain at $4, I couldn't go wrong. It was perfect for a Queensland Autumn's day on the mountain.For more vintage discoveries, peek at the Flea Market Finds over at Her Library's Adventures.
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pierogi ànd a view? priceless really! and the forks colour combo... well, it just rings such a chinese overload (on kitsch) bell, one i gladly hear ringing though.
yes long time, no read... me too...
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What cute little forks ! I love the colour of your top too .
My mother had forks like those. Perfect for cocktail frankfurts dipping in tomato sauce.
ooh - i think i used them to spear corn cobs instead of the mini cob type forks. Thanks for the memories
My thoughts and prayers are also with the Japanese people.
The forks you found remind me of a set that my mom use to have. I think they were from the 1950's or 60's and each fork was a different bright color. Maybe so each person could remember which one was his? I had those forks for a long time but now I am worried I might have discarded them when I moved. I was so overwhelmed with my possessions at the time. Packing and moving can do that to a person....I am sure you can relate.
Aha, so your husband like pierogies. I like the cheese, potato or mushroom. I wonder what his favorite is. There are actually two places here in St. Augustine that I can get pierogies! I like them fried with onions and olive oil (or butter). mmm mmm
HI Elisa, I hope you find your little forks. I would have preferred potato or cheese too, which they didn't have and they were out of mushrooms. I didn't like the meat ones too much. I miss the Pierogi we used to eat in Toronto; they were served with sour cream - so good!
I'm exactly the same ... whenever I see something I remember from my childhood, especially the mugs my dad drank his tea from, I go weak at the knees.
My Flea Market Find
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