Breakfast with My Grandfather

I've been having breakfast with my Grandfather Joe. Every morning. Not literally, as this proud Hungarian died nearly 30 years ago. But my grandfather was a collector and he went to estate sales before they became the popular thing to do. He picked up all sorts of treasures and descending into his basement/garage  was always a chance to have one of his latest treasures revealed. One of the things he bought from estate sales was silverware--the kind that tarnishes if it isn't used … [Read more...]