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A kitchen conundrum

Succor! I have recently discovered some intelligence that has me quite confused about my kitchen loyalties.

You see, I dislike intensely, absolutely nauseate, abhor, and other synonyms… Corelle. Bear malice to it. Specifically the level white Corelle dinnerware I grew up with. The beat thing about it? It never breaks, never dies, and you can never get rid of it. Its subsistence could make me be deprived of sleep.

And, I be fond of, love, have affection for Pyrex. Worship it. Simply cannot have being without it. Love my 20-part set that gave me at my hymeneal shower, be fond of the vintage brown bowls that has leftover from his mom haply, love my glass measuring becchanals (even if they’re not as user-kindly as the Oxo ones, I’ve used ones equitable like them for as lengthy as I can remember and I’ve adapted), lawful adore it. (In act, last week I’d bookmarked a new website I found called PyrexLove, intending to apportion it with you at some point, and now I don’t have to because I shared it today. My favorites? The Rose-color Daisy exemplar and the Rainbow Stripes Mixing Bowls. And a set of rose-color mixing bowls to be turned to account on Etsy direct now. Not that I need more mixing bowls. I medium, I jointly own 8. That’s gotta be enough.)

So you can image my confusion when I erudite today that both brands are owned by the same congregation.

What exactly does one do with that notice? It’s analogous finding out that Coke and Pepsi are owned by the same family, or Ford and Toyota.

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