I have a story about another Corning cutting board given by a couple in 1984, a few months after our own wedding in Jan 1984. I love it and it has traveled with me through three homes in Northern California. Last year, out of the blue, completely out of the blue, I set it on the counter after washing it and it severed in two. Exact halves almost. I was heartbroken. Guess what, I found the exact same thing (in even better condition) on Etsy (in the vintage section) and bought it right away....for $25. It's so strange, my husband who is not acquisitive or possessive about anything, wondered if we could find a similar one online. And we did. I think both of us associate so much goodness with something as utilitarian and everyday as a cutting board. The couple who gave it to us got divorced some 20 years ago and I think this one gets even more meaning because of it, you know? Writing about this makes me think there's a beautiful story here....I need to mull over this.
Thanks for making me think about this, Jolene. I love your posts. You know that!
Kalpana, what a wonderful, poignant story and I’d love to read an essay post about your board and the deep meaning of it and finding another that is whole and intact. Thank you so much for your kind words and support! I’ll be watching for a story about your beloved board. ❤️
Thank you, Kalpana and what a great birthday gift! If you set up a special spot, post a photo, would love to see. 😃
Absolutely will!!!!
I have a story about another Corning cutting board given by a couple in 1984, a few months after our own wedding in Jan 1984. I love it and it has traveled with me through three homes in Northern California. Last year, out of the blue, completely out of the blue, I set it on the counter after washing it and it severed in two. Exact halves almost. I was heartbroken. Guess what, I found the exact same thing (in even better condition) on Etsy (in the vintage section) and bought it right away....for $25. It's so strange, my husband who is not acquisitive or possessive about anything, wondered if we could find a similar one online. And we did. I think both of us associate so much goodness with something as utilitarian and everyday as a cutting board. The couple who gave it to us got divorced some 20 years ago and I think this one gets even more meaning because of it, you know? Writing about this makes me think there's a beautiful story here....I need to mull over this.
Thanks for making me think about this, Jolene. I love your posts. You know that!
Kalpana, what a wonderful, poignant story and I’d love to read an essay post about your board and the deep meaning of it and finding another that is whole and intact. Thank you so much for your kind words and support! I’ll be watching for a story about your beloved board. ❤️
You've got me thinking, Jolene!!!!!! Thank you for the inspiration....
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