When S and I got married, we did a lot of traditional wedding stuff: white dress, huppah, first dance, Hawaii honeymoon. We also did some untraditional wedding stuff: chocolate cheesecake wedding cake, a bevy of girl ushers. And we didn't do some traditional wedding stuff: throwing the bouquet (I gave it to N, K's daughter, who was six at the time), garter (god forbid), NY Times announcement (I think I've blogged about that before), and registering for dishes.
We did register for kitchen equipment, and those pots, pans, and knives remain crucial to our daily life. But I remember thinking that registering for dishes seemed like a total pain. What if you got six of something, or one, or all the plates and none of the bowls? Then you'd just have to buy the rest of it yourself anyway. And besides, we didn't really care if we had fancy plates or expensive glass that would only break, but we did want good pots and pans. The clincher was falling in love with a relatively inexpensive set of dishes at a hip home store on 4th Street in Berkeley. I wish wish wish I could remember the name, but I can't. This was right at the beginning of 4th Street, and right at the beginning of hip home stores, and I visited the dishes several times, and then we decided it was ridiculous to register for them, since they were so inexpensive, but we would buy them for ourselves, and still get to be grown-ups with matching dishes for the first time ever.
Fast forward almost fifteen years (almost fifteen years!) and we still have those dishes, and I still love them. Well, we still have most of the dishes: eight dinner plates, eight salad plates, eight cups and saucers that I believe we have not used more than half a dozen times, if that, and four--no, make that three, as of yesterday--soup bowls. The soup bowls are a problem. I don't know if it's the shape or our misuse or what, but they break. We were down to one or two several years ago, and somehow I ended up at Marshall Fields with my dad and he ordered us a replacement set. But now we are back down and, alas, my beloved dishes have been discontinued.
What are these dishes of which I speak? Why, funny you should ask, they are Sasaki Colorstone Sapphire (and when I bought mine they had a cup and saucer instead of mug, and they were much much cheaper). But you know what? They are all over eBay! Or rather, Sasaki Colorstone is all over eBay, in all colors, as I discovered yesterday morning when, annoyed at the latest bowl to break (which it seemed hopeless to fix, as the two pieces had already been glued together twice, and in such a state it had persisted for quite a while, but now it seemed clearly determined no longer to be part of our kitchen), I started googling.
Well, you can imagine where this went. I--who have only bought one thing ever on eBay: a brown glass doorknob that no one else wanted, but we thought we needed for our old house's old door, though it turned out we didn't--bid on a package of two blue bowls and one hunter green bowl. There were eight hours left. I was outbid. I bid again. My bid held. I refreshed the page again and again as the last minutes ticked down. I won: two blue bowls and one hunter green bowl!
But wait, a hunter green bowl? What am I going to do with that? Aha! I could start buying bowls of all different colors. Plum, for instance. And maybe some more plates, because while we do have some handmedown white dinner plates, they are not Sasaki Colorstone, and wouldn't it be nice to have enough related plates for a dozen people, which happens often enough in this house, and wouldn't it be pretty to have an array of colors? I stopped myself for now, but I can tell there will soon be more Sasaki Colorstone in this house: at least three more soup bowls, and who knows what else. eBay and me: we could be friends.
(And if you're wondering about the no shopping in January resolution? Oh well...)