Give me some sugar- May 17, 1917

In my collection of antique silver, I have a creamer/sugar set

that has a momentous birthday today.

Happy 99th birthday to you, D.U.B. # 369!

  I have no idea what the inscription means-

I saw things from fly fishing to war battles in my search but I find it hard to believe that these pieces of table silver would be associated with those things, so who knows?

Does anyone have a clue?

Anyone still living?  I can't take any more ghostly visits this month.

And yes, I believe that I've had a few.

It was very difficult to photograph these pieces with all the reflection, 

but they really are quite an interesting pair.

They have some lumps and bumps from their almost hundred years of travel, but they cleaned up nicely.  I left a lot of their patina.

Thank goodness that is in fashion, because I'm a lazy silver polisher.

I love finding old inscribed pieces.

I use them around the house for all kinds of things.

Flowers, herbs, candy...but never for cream and sugar.

Patina with my cream gives me the willies.

One thing I'm certain of- I'll always be on the hunt for more!

Cookie Monster

Somewhere there is a photo of me wearing a dress similar to this one.

My hair looked just like this.

This little print, in fact, could be me.

So when I came across it, I had to buy it.

It is the truest representation of me then-

and now.

The Cookie Monster.

I love cookies.

I love macarons.

Cookies and a big glass of cold milk.

I never really outgrew it.

I hope I never do.

Aren't they beautiful?

You'll notice the chocolate are almost gone.

I ate them first.

Then the vanilla and the pistachio.

I saved the coffee, lemon and raspberry for Magoo.

After I sampled them, of course.

Like a new box of chocolates...I had to sample them all.

Wouldn't you???

I didn't get them in a fancy french bakery...I found them at (gasp)

Costco.

In the frozen dessert section is where you'll find them-

if a Cookie Monster lives inside you, too.

And you can't get to the bakery.

I myself can always get to the bakery.

Any bakery.

But these pretty little things can sit in my freezer for cookie emergencies.

You are aware that there are cookie emergencies?
It was a cookie emergency that had me rummaging in the freezer
and finding these, because who really expects that frozen macarons
from Costco will amount to anything?

They weren't the best I've ever had, but they weren't the worst.
They were light and fluffy with the almost perfect chewy center.
A successful conclusion to the emergency, I'd say.

For Vera...Fanny swinging above the beautiful macarons.

She'd share with Charlie, but alas, she is also a cookie monster.

Sorry, Charlie.

Hoping y'all enjoy your weekend-

Eat more cookies!