Tea Tuesday Childhood Memory Found!

You would think a humble cup like this from the 1960s would be a dime a dozen in thrift stores and flea markets. There is nothing special about it that would make collectors snap it up.

But I haven't seen one of these since I was maybe 6 years old.

My grandmother served me milky, sugary black tea or "chai" (because she was from the "old country") in a mug just like this one and for some reason I remember the mug.

So when I found this humble white mug at the thrift store last week, the taste of Baba's chai, the warmth of the kitchen, the piano stool I used to sit on in the kitchen, ALL of it came flooding back in a rush.

And the mug only cost me a dime.

I also thought I would share my other finds, from my local junk shop.

I got them all free, because Mr. Mahnken was rotating a little of his stock, because his shelves are always dangerously full and a back room of auction boxes always waits to be emptied.

These were the beauties I rescued from a "free" box destined for the back room, and eternity in the dark. I got the string too, only it was a stained, tangled looking mess when I first saw it. Now it is a stained, neatly wound, ball of cotton string.

It looks right at home with the china.

Funny how that is.

So I'm here to tell you that best things in life are free.

What kind of "junk" tugs at your heart strings?

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