Legend has it that my dad once broke up with a girlfriend because when talk turned to marriage, she started making plans for their new home...and that home included a kitchen full o' Melmac. Apparently, that was a deal breaker.
As for me, I love the stuff...I just never admitted it to my dad.
me too! I have odds and ends of the malmac that was my Grandmother's. In fact, I ate off the burgandy plate tonight. It's indestructable for camping. It amuses me that it came in such wacky colours.
ReplyDeleteI have a friend who lives here that I've known since Kindergarten in Winnipeg. She's NUTS for the stuff.