Several years ago, I read a book titled Alas, Babylon, which was (and still is) a science fiction novel. At one point, describing a character, the author says something like 'his tableware was heavy silver, stamped with the family crest' . That image has always stayed with me. When we were first married, my wife and I had dinner at the Hotel DuPont in Wilmington Delaware; one of the delights was that their tableware was heavy silver. (Years later, we went back, and they'd changed to lighter stuff. Bummer.) Ever since then, I've wanted to buy a set of heavy silver pieces -- spoon, knife, fork. Four each.
Expensive, absolutely -- which is partially why I haven't done it yet. But I still want to.
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