I {Heart} Pyrex

I have a confession to make. I have a new addiction. In efforts to scale back our (mainly me, ok mostly me, ok fine, ALL me) spending, I have been hitting up thrift stores and resale shops for the last year or two. It works, for me at least. Jim quietly comments that instead of expensive things, I come home with cheap crap—and more of it. Bah!

So lately I am obsessed with Pyrex. I got two nice sets of Pyrex for our Housewarming a few years ago, but I can’t ever seem to have enough. Between my less recent obsession with Tupperware (a topic for another day) and the new Pyrex addiction, my kitchen cabinets should be squealing with glee.

Not my cabinet...but oh how I wish it was!
Photo from Pinterest

But my addiction has taste and class—it is satisfied by vintage only. You know the Pyrex your mom had and almost killed you when you dropped it even though it didn’t break? Oh maybe that was just at my house. Well those patterns. Fun, funky, whimsical. So fun, I even get over that they don’t match. And if you know me, you know matching is the 11th Commandment at my house. {Yes, I am working on this.}

Would Jim allow me to devote an entire wall to Pyrex?

So the other night I went to an auction DETERMINED to take home some Pyrex. This lady drove up the bids EVERY time. Normally I saw Pyrex lots go for $5 before I had any interest. It was like the universe was working against me and denying me this box full of dusty, vintage Pyrex.

Since my coveted Pyrex was playing hard to get, I had to choose my battles. I let the green Spring Blossom Print go in favor of the black Snowflake. Pyrex makes dishes in every color! Who knew? I thought it was avocado green, harvest gold or clear. But Black Pyrex is really special to me. Vintage Black and White Pyrex? What clever designers! Give me more please.


Love this! Want this! Need to have it!
Photo From BlueBirdVintage

 So I have been spending my days browsing the web jealous of other Pyrex lovers/collectors. While I know you at home are rolling your eyes—I can find joy in the little things. If little things means scoping out every GoodWill within 25 miles, knocking over an old lady to grab the piece, bringing it home, washing it with love and care, reorganizing my kitchen, standing back and just staring at the newly arranged cabinet –then yes, I take pleasure in the little things.

PS For those of you willing to duke it out with me in GoodWill over a piece, check out this website: http://www.pyrexlove.com/

NOTE: If you google Pyrex and click on images--several images of 'tobacco' pipes will come up.  Just a fun fact.