My parents brought this over for Christmas Eve dinner as I didn't have a gravy boat of my own (never having been married to register for one). It's Fiesta Ware. My dad has kind of a weird thing about Fiesta Ware. Stems back to dishes my grandmother had that my uncle now has that my dad apparently wanted. It's all very Shakespearean, but with dishes.
Though technically this isn't my stuff, my parents just forgot to take it home after dinner... eh, it's on to of my fridge, close enough.
Though technically this isn't my stuff, my parents just forgot to take it home after dinner... eh, it's on to of my fridge, close enough.
See Also: Shark Oven Mitt; Salt & Pepper Shakers
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