Helen

Desert Rose Dishes

A DAY IN THE LIFE by rl Simpson 11/18/27

Thursday is my Day. Helen brought me in 1950. I was part of a set, I think. That story has been lost but I was not and am part of the whole. Most of the year I live in the back of a dark cupboard. I don't mind -safer that way. I am quite large, over 19 inches. We of the Desert Rose patterns are the everyday dishes. I have never seen the other patterns, but 'We' see life with the family. John's breakfast on the Kitchen porcelain table or diner on the big table in the dining room when the children and their families come home. Helen brings me out the day before Thursday and washes me, I am the Turkey Platter. Well, truthfully Helen has served beef roast and pork roast and *gag* Lamb on me, but I like hearing the 'oohs' and 'ahs' when the big Tom Turkey rides on me. John gets his special carving knife and fork and the family all talks while he does the honors. It is my favorite day Even Christmas Ham doesn't compare. When it is over, the food is put away and sometimes an exhausted Helen has help, to wash the dishes. The daughter in Laws and the daughters aren't as gentle with me.
I now live in the dark cupboard of the eldest granddaughter. She cannot cook and rarely uses any of the Desert Rose patterns. She has never used me. I hear she may sell us. I hope we all go together.