Salt and pepper don’t get to shake it much anymore. Out of flavour and replaced by the bland grind[er] of modern daily life.
Discarded after a lifetime of table service somewhere, this well preserved and fabulous fifties item enjoy a spicy retirement, content with a new life on the shelf. My shelf. [Not for sale]
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So where will your current Salt and Pepper Shakers be in 50 years? My grinders are definitely not heirloom pieces. Not even good looking enough to live life in the open, they get hidden away in the cupboard after every meal. This pink poodle and outrageously cool zebra chair shaker set is another story. A much cuter story. But I do like grinding fresh black pepper and Himalayan pink salt…
Sorry poochie, at least your looks saved you.
But you always knew that anyway didn’t you?
urban rustic 
Darling, even though Poodles aren’t my favorite breed . . . this one looks pretty good as a salt shaker.
Thanks Shawn. I’m not really a poodle person per se either except on skirts and incredible miniature mid century chairs that I would like to have life sized. I like the chair more than the pooch actually. thanks for stopping by.
as always with you, it’s more about the styling that the elements. a poodle lounging under a palm tree at venice beach. that’s where it’s at.
Thanks Edwina. I wish it was where I was at
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