This was the lone egg cup I retrieved from my grandmother's kitchen years ago. Though once there were likely four – a mum, a dad, a girl, and a boy, for their family – I had known of only three, no girl cup, and by the time of my retrieval, only the dad cup remained.
Turns out these were Cleminson ceramics, made in California in the post WWII 1940s, "a time after the war when society breathed a collective sigh of relief and went out looking for a bit of fun." Who knew?
Years later, aiming to recreate my childhood memory, I took a stroll on ebay and found my egg cup a friend.
And then more friends.
Uh oh.
Help me.
But wait, before you do – I think there's just one more I might need...
I won't stop until I find you.
Thinking of you Mildred, my Nan.
For a Good Egg, my latest knit design, published 11/21/2017.