Growing up in our house, we had a plate that was, like, for serving deviled eggs. So it had indentations in it, so if you had a deviled egg, you know, you — in — on the plate, it would be kind of nestled in. And it held, I don’t know, probably 12 or however many indentations there were. And then in the center was a place for two matching salt and pepper shakers. And the salt and pepper shakers each looked like a deviled egg, and so if you nestled them against each other, like, flat side to flat side, they sat very nicely. And I took it when my — after my mom died, I took it home with me. And I don’t know, I don’t know necessarily why. I mean, I always liked deviled eggs and I Iiked the plate, and I knew I wouldn’t use it often, but when I did I would, you know, think of home.
Unfortunately, one of my cats knocked it off the counter and it broke in a whole bunch of pieces. And I wasn’t willing to just sweep it into the trash. I got some glue and started to — I tried to fix it. The problem is, is the kind of, um, material that it is — I don’t know. I hesitate to use the word porcelain because it was kind of a — I don’t know what kind of clay or, you know, what kind of ceramics it was. But, when I would put the glue on the s- — you know, the side of the — you know, the raw edge of the plate, you know, to, to glue two pieces together, it would immediately soak into the broken, unglazed part. And, um, I tried a couple different kinds of glue and that problem kept occurring. You know, I would put ‘em together, and then it, it ju- — would just break apart.
So, I think in my utter frustration, I put all of the pieces into a bag and put it on top of my kitchen cupboards where there’s, um — there’s a little bit of a lip at the top of my cupboard, so if you put something there, you wouldn’t necessarily see it, especially with, like, the angle. You know, the cupboards are up high, so if you’re looking, you just can’t see what’s up top there unless it sticks up pretty far. And really, essentially I’d forgotten about it, only every once in a while, I’ll, you know, climb up on a little step ladder to get to my [ ] stuff on top of my cupboards and I’ll be like, “Oh yeah. There’s that dish.” I guess I thought, at some point, I would give it another try, or maybe I could take it somewhere and see if they would fix it.