|Rosenthal from post WWII|
The cake plate on the left is a legacy from V.'s European grandparents. They fled Romania, Czechoslovakia and settled in Germany. V's parents settled for a while in France and then off to Montreal and then Edmonton. The plate made it's way to us, the third generation. I have always treasured this piece as I find it beautiful and cheerful.
When I was in White Rock with my friend Mary last year, to my surprise, I saw that she had a piece of the same pattern. This piece comes from her husband's grandparents (premier Robson) who lived in the Vancouver area from the turn of the century.
Before I left White Rock, there was a plastic bag on the counter and I asked her what it was, she told me to look. My eyes teared up and I gave my friend a firm hug, one that says how happy I am to have her in my inner circle.
Tomorrow, my reading circle is hosted in my home, I will use the pair for the first time. I'm serving banana bread, made today, watermelon and pineapple and Greek yogurt with berries. The book is The Tiger's Wife by Téa Obreht, a story that takes place in the country where my friend Mary was born.
It never ceases to amaze me how the world is not such a big place. How we are linked inextricably to one another and how, across the ocean or the mountains, we find like-minded people.