snow-plated elegance

Not silver. Not gold. Not even platinum. Our little holiday luxury this year is quite deliciously snow-plated instead.

Finding a horizontal bronze plate rack made for the perfect gift to ourselves this month as it meant we could finally display the beautifully illustrated and flourished set we’ve had tucked away since last winter. Dennie did a splendid job getting the rack installed today, despite my white-knuckled grasp on whatever tool I--as official helper--was holding at the time, despite also the not-so-confidence-boosting expression of dread upon my face as I braced myself for the geyser of water I half expected to shoot out from the wall. With the bathroom on the other side, I was deeply concerned Dennie's drill and the subsequent anchors would bore at least one hole--if not four--straight into a water pipe.

They didn't. Lucky for us. Lucky for these snowgal cuties that will continue on as our jolly companions throughout the winter months. As certifiable fellow flakes, we can't imagine any sight more festive to deck our kitchen wall.