The other day I needed to put leftovers in a casserole dish from the cupboard.I pulled several stacked ones out from the Asian cupboard that we use to house casserole dishes, kitchen linens, vases and extra glassware so I could get to one of the smallest dishes. I scooped the leftovers into the dish and put it in the fridge. Then I looked back at the table. These dishes always make me smile, I love their bright color. So I pulled out more of them and studied them. They belonged to Chris’s grandmother. They are incredibly heavy and were made in Belgium. There are chips and dings, but they are serviceable and cheery. I like that they’re still being used two generations later to feed someone she loved. I never met her, but I think she’d have liked that too. Leftovers – in heirlooms.