My Grandmother spent her entire first paycheck on a pewter candy dish. Growing up, I remember visiting her house and sneaking Krackles and Mr. Goodbar’s from that oyster shell-shaped container on a side table by their front door. She gave the candy dish to me when I made my debut, and it now sits on the entry hall table in our home- always fully stocked. I love how seamlessly it blends with my more recent pewter purchases- good craftsmanship is truly timeless.
While I will probably not pass down the same financial advice, I will give this sweet family heirloom to my daughter Grace one day. XOXO Bailey