Eating off my Grandma's white Corelle plates reminds me of all the family dinners we would have at her place. The plates are plane white, nothing fancy, and have withstood Silvernail's and their friends since the 1970's. I am not sure exactly when she got the Corelle dishes but I do member a story of when my teenaged Aunt Suzy tried to impress her friends with this new kind of indestructible dinner ware. She threw one of my Grandmas brand new plates and the ground expecting it not to shatter which of course it did. Corelle is not completly indestructible but darn near close. If its dropped at the right angle and hits just the right spot on the dish, it will shatter. My daughter when she was about 2 managed to do that also with one of my mother's. New Corelle bowls. She prefers hers with fruit printed on them, but that's another story for my mother.
Its so funny how something as inane as a dish can bring back find memories of a person. My grandma had probably two sets and various odds and ends of the white Corelle dishes. When she passed away, nobody seemed to want them except my brother Colby and I. Since I had a house and only had the bachelorette style of miss matched hodge podge dishes and his roomie at the time, Carrie, had her own full set of dishes and therefore Colby had no need of them, I got the Corelle dishes. It wasn't until I moved though into the house I now own that I was able to unpack them and start. Using them. My dad had them packed and put into storage and forgot which one they were in until recently. Now that I have them in my cabinets and ready to use, its almost like having a little bit of Grandma with me at mealtimes. I miss her so much but this helps.
