Lately I have been drawn to these little cuties. Tea and Toast they are often referred to as.
This one I found recently while out junking. I love that it is just a little different in that the "goodie" side is small. Would only hold a small indulgence. The roses on this are so pretty. I love anything with cabbage roses on it.
Precious Husband bought these for my birthday this year in Prescott. I just wanted to buy one but he insisted on bringing both of them home. They are just so sweet. I love the colorings on both of them. They would hold considerably more "indulgences" as the toast side is bigger.
Then below is one of my dessert pieces in the Sandwich Glass pattern. I have several of them now picked up also while junking. I can serve cake and punch to quite a few now.
Here is a closer look at the pattern. I have collected quite a few serving pieces of this Sandwich Glass including full size plates with cup indention for snacks or a meal really. I have several bowls and also a punch bowl and cups. One of the grandchildren broke the punch bowl base when they were little so that gives me something to look for now when I am out and about.
My niece recently shared a Face Book link about cooking your fresh corn on the cob in milk and brown sugar. Well, I tried it and it is really good. Sweet and delish with nothing added at the table.
Corn On The Cob
Milk Boiled Corn on the Cob Ingredients • 6-8 ears of corn, husks and silk removed • water • 1 1/4 cup milk • 1/3 cup brown sugar • 1/4 cup butter Instructions 1. Fill a large stock pot with enough water to cover the corn (about half full). 2. Add other ingredients to pot (milk, brown sugar, butter) and boil water. 3. Add corn and cook for 7-8 minutes until just tender. 4. Remove corn using long tongs.
His name is Bullwinkle (of course) and he was sitting on the shelf looking for a new home. I immediately took his picture and text it to my first born grandson - Tristan - the Kentucky boy. "Would you like this guy to keep in your room?" I ask him. His response came in true Tristan form, "Sure, if it comes full of cookies!" So we paid the lady and brought the moose home with us. He didn't sit on the table long till I knew with all his personality that he needed a name. Bullwinkle came quickly to mind and seems fitting. Bullwinkle will have to wait on the shelf in the closet till we make a trip to Kentucky by car since I would never trust him to those burly men who throw the suitcases on the planes. Now what kind of cookies do you think I should fill him with when we do drive to Kentucky? Chocolate Chip would be my guess.