For ages and ages I’ve been on the lookout for one of those wicker picnic baskets – you know, the old-fashioned type? I’d seen a few around, but they were either uglycheap, or super $$$.
Little did I know that that the perfect one had been hiding in my awesome mother-in-law’s basement.*
Isn’t it lovely! It had been sitting, hidden in the dark, for over three decades. Just waiting for me to come along and love it 🙂
The basket also comes with this:
“in four beautiful plastic colors!” 😀
(no pictures of the individual plates &etc., but they’re supercute – great vintage colors!)
So cheerful! And metal-y! And happy! And cute!
I plan on drinking cheap wine out of those mugs, and eating hummus off those plates. Since you asked.
I know you didn’t ask. But I know you care.
I wasn’t a huge fan of yellow before. I felt pretty neutral to it, as a color.
But now I adore it.
I mean, how could you resist?
The plan for this weekend is to *finally* (hopefully) make it to the Saturday night showing of Hamlet at The Shakespeare Festival; Jeff still hasn’t been this season and I don’t want him to miss out! And our lovely new picnic basket will definitely be accompanying us 🙂
Thank you so much, Linda!
*No, she doesn’t have a million dollars hiding in there. Or the holy grail. Or Jimmy Hoffa. I asked.