As many dinner plates that get broken around this house, you’d think that it is some sort of crazy party frat house or plates get used for discus or target practice.
That is not the case. They just do not last. They break under normal use. I broke another one this morning.
New for the future
The plates I had were stoneware. I feel as if I will probably buy something a little more expensive and stronger because I am hard on plates and dinnerware. I have been looking at super elegant ones — ones that have a white top surface but black bottom. They also have a black ring around the top. They look really elegant.
The only thing I would do different this next time is buy replaceable dinner ware. The stuff I had was disposable. I could not find replacements for it after they started breaking which was a couple years after I bought them.
Bone china is less likely to break, according to what I have read. It will be my next purchase. There are a ton of good brands out there. I think I know which brand and set I am looking for but have not ordered it yet.
Writing again …
I have not written for awhile, so I thought this would be a fun writing exercise. I wanted to write a eulogy / obituary for the plate. Yes it is ridiculous. It is my attempt to write humorously. I have a dry sense of humor, so be forewarned if you read further …
After a courageous fight, the third black plate of the set broke on July 13, 2016, after having scrambled eggs and peanut butter toast washed off it.
About six months ago, the plate developed a hairline crack. Despite the damage, it was still used and continued strong until just recently.
The plate did well through the years. It was a favorite with family and guests; it was the only unchipped plate out of the set for the last two years and was sought after.
It worked hard, holding bi-weekly meatloaf and mashed potatoes servings. The stoneware had its fill of vegetables during the week. It often held peas and corn, along with cauliflower and broccoli.
Although the plate rarely had desert, it did get the yearly cookies placed on it for Santa when the significant other’s kid was over for Christmas.
It never complained when it was microwaved with leftovers, especially fish.
Due to circumstances beyond the plate’s control, it was dropped in the sink a couple times.
The plate was always air-dried and never put away wet.
The plate is survived by 1 chipped black plate and 2 grey plates; 2 black coffee mugs; 4 black bowls; 4 black salad plates; 1 grey soup bowl; 1 grey mug; and a host of other fine china packed away in the closet.
Predeceased by two black plates; 2 grey plates; 3 grey mugs; 3 grey soup bowls; 4 grey salad plates.
In lieu of flowers, donations to charity. No memorial service schedule. Plate was buried at the local trash heap.