This is what I recited to myself as I swept up the remains of my beloved Bennington pottery batter bowl after lunch today. I try to make everyday use of some of the nice things I have so that the boys have the pleasure of being served on nice-looking dishes from time to time. This bowl was used daily (frequently multiple times a day), and now it is no more. I guess that’s the risk I’m taking using my nice things.
The good news? I paid about a third of its retail price because I bought it at Building #19.
People are more important than things, and I’m thankful that no one was cut by a shard of stoneware as it flew through the air under the table!
Now, off to shop for a replacement…