A few years ago I wrote a bucket list. Close to the top I wrote the most do-able of my delightful dreams; Attend a depression glass show with my grandmother (Nana) and my cousin Jenn. For those of you who are confused a depression glass show is not a movie. Vendors from all over the country come to the fairgrounds and hawk their wares. Mostly crystal and depression glass. They all have elaborate booths and display their glass in rainbow formation. It’s quite breath taking to behold. Imagine walking into a warehouse full of your favorite thing. It’s everywhere. It’s glistens in the fluorescent light like the beautiful treasure that it is.
As we walked into the glass show all three of us simultaneously let out a sigh of pleasure. There were over 40 booths of glass. And you can bet your last dollar we visited them all. Twice.
Nana thoughtfully packed a lunch for all three of us. Cheese sandwiches, potato chips, and cookies.
After our awesome lunch break I decided that I had to have this baroque compote dish.
It was a perfect day and I’m so glad I was able to share it with two wonderful women.