When I first had morning coffee with Mike – the very first time – he bashfully served me from some Nestlé globe cups. He has two, and he’d bought them in the early 90s at a flea market. He would have bought more but he didn’t have the cash.
The bashful grown man showing off this special thing to me so shyly when we were still getting to know each other was incredibly endearing (*cough* and attractive!).
Tonight we were at Goodwill and I found him in the dishes aisle. He’d found a whole bunch of those mugs, and was kind of staring at them in wistful disbelief. “Do you want them” I asked? And we got a basket post haste and filled it up.
Now we have a set of 14! And we even found a sugar and creamer. Amazing!
