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Since I posted photos of my grandmother’s dishes in the August CITR newsletter and in this post here, I’ve gotten a lot of questions about the pattern. It’s called French Rose 1264. It’s a vintage china that was imported from Japan.

I’ve tried researching it and have come up with very little information. I can’t find what years it was produced and sold, though I have found places that list replacement pieces.

The pattern is in delicate shades of pink and gray with a platinum edging. I think it’s beautiful now, though I haven’t always thought that much of it.
I can remember eating on these dishes at my grandmother’s little house in Oklahoma. My grandmother was a frugal farm woman and she didn’t have a lot of excess. This was her fine china for holidays and special occasions. It’s an extensive set, including an assortment of serving dishes and variously-sized plates in somewhat incomprehensibly changing numbers. There are 18 tea cups and saucers, and 18 dinner plates, but 12 of most other pieces.
Some pieces are hard to decipher–we don’t eat on fine china as a society so much anymore and I don’t even know what some of these pieces are for. I think these must be little side dish plates. (See below, the small, shallow bowls in the foreground. They’re too shallow for soup.)

There are other plates in a small size and a medium size. Maybe one is a dessert plate and one is a luncheon plate. Or perhaps a salad plate.
The serving bowls are wide and shallow, but they hold more than you’d think, as I found when I served dinner on these dishes after our outdoor labor party this weekend.

That was the first time these dishes have been used in who knows when. I’ve had these dishes for about 15 years. My mother gave them to me after my grandmother died. My mother’s tastes ran toward the more formal and fancy, and she didn’t want to use them even though she was sentimentally attached to them. To be honest, I didn’t really like them that much myself, but I took them because I thought my mother wanted me to take them. I put them away in a cupboard and never used them.
Then I moved, and put them away in a new cupboard.
Then I moved again, and put them in a box. And never took them out. I moved again, and they remained in the box.
That box eventually ended up on my porch here at our farm, and eventually I started thinking about those dishes. I especially thought about the dishes when the chickens started laying eggs in the box on top of the dishes. Sometimes the cats sat in the box on top of the dishes. (The box was open at the top. They weren’t that well packed.)

I know. Could I deserve these dishes less?
Recently, as I started working on minimizing and purging in my house, I thought about the dishes some more. I brought the box inside and decided I would wash the dishes and put them away. In fact, I had an urge to use the dishes. I’m not a “china person” in a lot of ways. China always feel too formal to me, but this china has a softer, gentler feel to it than most china. The pattern is quiet and minimal, inviting rather than imposing. My grandmother lived a simple life in a simple home. It fits that her china was also simple.
I’m not sure what sparked this new and intense interest in dishes that I have neglected for 15 years, but it’s probably a combination of factors including my own growth and appreciation for the old over the new combined with my mother’s recent passing, and the sense of how life rolls along and the connections to the past change and fade. To the day my mother died, she called my grandmother “Mama”–I will never hear someone speak of my grandmother again and call her Mama. I knew and remember my grandmother, but my children don’t. Morgan wasn’t even born when my grandmother died.
I need to serve my children meals on “Mama’s dishes.”
However, I had no place to put the dishes. I used to love the TV show Clean Sweep and I think about the host’s lectures quite often–he was always telling people that you don’t need a hundred things to remember someone by, you just need a few special things, the most special things of all, and in order to honor those special things and the memories that come with them, GET RID OF THE JUNK. The junk dishonors those things that are truly special, devouring them in clutter. This is so true, and with this in mind, I went after my china cabinet. It was filled with quite a bit of junk. The top cabinets hold what is, without doubt, special–my mother’s own china that Morgan chose for herself to inherit someday. (I’m not a huge fan of that china, as I’ve written about before-it feels too fancy and formal to me–but Morgan loves it, so I consider myself the conduit to give that china to Morgan. If you’re interested, you can see my mother’s china here.) My mother’s silver tea set is on the counter of that cabinet, and then in the closed cabinets below is all this junk. Various pieces and parts that I picked up here and there or were given to me. There, in those cabinets, is where I could put my grandmother’s china. If I got rid of the junk.
By the way, I’ve created a sub-section in my Crafts archives for Vintage Style & Minimal Living to file my posts on purging and decluttering, among other posts about keeping an old-fashioned home, style-wise. This section of my blog was originally titled Primitive Crafts & Country Style, and my intention for this section included posts both about crafts as well as old-fashioned, vintage home style. I think vintage style and minimal living go together perfectly–after all, our ancestors didn’t have homes full of junk! They didn’t have it, couldn’t afford it, or just plain knew better. Living frugally and simply is about more than saving money. It’s a lifestyle that permeates your entire home. Anyway, Primitive Crafts & Country Style was too long for the menu bar. Or the archive button. So it got shortened to just Crafts, but don’t be surprised when I post here about various other aspects of keeping the home. Just wanted to make a note of that here, especially to those of you who are new to my site.
Back to the dishes–I unloaded those lower cabinets, spreading it all out on the floor then the dining room table. Morgan came by and went over the pieces with me. She thought the cat cookie jar with a mouse on top (as the handle) was adorable. I said, “Yes, it’s very cute, but who uses a cookie jar?” I’ve had this cookie jar for about 25 years and I can’t remember the last time it saw a cookie. I wouldn’t put a cookie in there unless I wanted to hide it. I put cookies, brownies, and other goodies in a glass cake stand where the kids can easily find treats. That’s how I live, and a cookie jar just doesn’t fit in.

I asked Morgan if she liked the cookie jar so much, would she like to take it to her room and keep it? Uh, NO, she said she didn’t have room for it. I said, “Now you understand.” If you don’t love it enough to make room for it, you don’t love it enough.
It’s a really cute cookie jar, and there were various other somewhat cute, and not so cute, pieces. I compared each item to my grandmother’s dishes. Did I love it enough to make room for it by my grandmother’s dishes, or did I love my grandmother’s dishes more and could get rid of it to make more room for them? I also wondered, of course, if this or that might be something I don’t care for now but might love in 15 years?! (The answer to that question can usually be found in whether or not there are any special memories associated with the piece. I have no special memories associated with that cookie jar, for example. I bought it myself, because it was cute, then never could figure out what to do with it since I don’t like using a cookie jar.)
I boxed up all sorts of various items to give away and cleared out that cabinet enough to make room for my grandmother’s dishes. I got out that box where chickens had laid eggs on “Mama’s dishes” and I unwrapped the dishes one by one from newspaper that was shredded in places, probably because mice had been in the box.

I washed it all by hand then I washed it all twice in the dishwasher to sanitize and sanitize again.

And now I’m serving meals to my children….

….on “Mama’s dishes.” And it feels pretty good.
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Thank you for this post, it really speaks to my heart. We are getting ready for a garage sale in a couple of weeks and I will be going through all the things in my house and garage. I have so many things that were my Mom’s and Sister’s that I have kept, thinking that these things kept me close to them. It is time for me to let go and only keep the things that are precious to my heart. My Mom was not a clutter bug, and I know she is probably shaking her head at me for hanging on to all of this stuff. I just want to thank you!
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Love your mama and grandma’s special dishes. And how wonderful you are now using them.
Hugs Granny Trace
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Most of us have our links to our own past…not just things stored away or kept in safety deposit boxes. But things our loved ones used in their daily lives and now we use in the same way. Like your dishes. By the way, the little shallow bowls are probably berry bowl or fruit bowl.
I have a collection of rolling pins…maybe 25 of them. But the ones I use over and over again are the ones that I have a family connection to….the pin that my own grandmother used, the one my first husband’s grandmother used and the one that my sister bought a long time ago that was an antique when Truman was in office! I roll out pie dough with one of them and I think of that person. Just like you think of your grandmother when you use the dishes. And your kids will think of her, too. Life goes on for us.
How is Ross doing? I bet he’s showing everyone how it should be done!!!
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I cherish a set of my grandparents china that was given to me when my grandma moved from her home to a nursing home.
De-clutering is a difficult task, but a necessary task…
Thanks for the inspiration to get off my fanny!
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Is it possible the dishes were part of a grocery store promotion, with a different piece offered at a discount each week? That would account for the wide variety of pieces. My grandmother had a very similar set that was built that way. When I was growing up we used both silver and china that my mother purchased using Betty Crocker coupons.
Here’s an idea: why don’t you have a swap table at your fall party? Your guests can bring things to share/trade with the understanding that what’s left at the end of the day goes to the Goodwill or Salvation Army. Someone definitely will want that cat/mouse cookie jar!
Thanks for the de-cluttering posts.
And, sorry to say, I’ll miss the party again this year. Curses! Foiled again!
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When I couldn’t find any information on my own grandmother’s china (it’s a rather unusual one), I emailed Replacements, Ltd. (http://www.replacements.com/) and described it. I also sent them a picture of the pattern and the back side of one of the dishes so they could see the marks.
They were wonderful. They responded within just a couple of days, identifying the pattern and giving me a short history. I can’t speak highly enough of them. They sent me a list of additional pieces they have to offer but never pressed me to purchase anything.
My son has decided he wants the set, and if he ever needs to purchase replacement parts we know exactly who to contact! (We too use it regularly; it was always our Sunday dinner tableware even for the littlest among us when I was growing up).
You might try emailing them with the information and questions you have ~
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We use our “fine china” every day- life is too short to not treat every day as a special occasion!
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I love old dishes myself and eat off German and Austrian porcelain every day. So beautiful! And the dishwasher is great with them; after all, they were FIRED when they were made; what can a dishwasher do with them? Of course, I wouldn’t put them in the oven or freezer, and never in the mircro!
The small plates are probably bread and butter or for dessert. The small bowls are for fruit.
I’m glad to see the giant puppy; I’ve missed her lately…
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I have my grandmother’s Creative fine china (Regency Rose). Not expensive, purchased a piece at a time when you bought $?? of groceries. I love it because it was grandma’s and I don’t have many things of hers. It is mostly packed up and will stay that way until after I retire and move within the next couple of years. When the time comes, I will pass it on to my niece who never knew her great-grandma.
I like your grandmother’s china, too.
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Thank you, as always, for your beautifully written moments.
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I’m not a china person either but cherishing the memories makes it worth hanging on to and using, not just letting it collect dust.
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I love posts of this nature. How pleasant it is to slip away into nostalgia for few minutes on an otherwise hectic day. It’s a nice “place” to rest my mind for a bit.
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You are doing a good job Suzanne….excellant post that gives me inspiration ~ Thank you!
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I remember the first time I was old enough to be trusted to dry the smaller bowls and plates. I even remember hoping that she would say that I might have the china after she was gone. (I’m an only child but it was not a forgone conclusion, we had a difficult relationship.) I have the china now and the cabinet ti keep it in. All packed in lined cases, each piece protected from another with a milk filter. I use them now and again, along with my aunt’s silverware, maybe with the same wistfullness my mom felt. My only hope is that they find their way to someone who will love them for what they are and make them part of their own fantastic family memories.
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Your daughter has a good eye for the elite…as well as your Mother….”Spode”….smart girl…could buy a few college books if she ever decides to sell them in her later years…LOL…which I doubt she would…I would definitly buy your cookie jar..!
Your Mammas dishes are beautiful as well….different companies called their pieces by different names at times…those flat bowls would be called flat soups most of the time…the round deeper bowls cereal bowls..some have a two handled deep soup to hold and drink the soup.. in older sets…the small flat plates bread and butter plates…of course salad plates and sometimes two sizes of dinner plates…then some old sets have bone dishes to match (those are the half moon plates that sit at the top side of the plate for guess? bones), as well as finger bowls,to clean off the fish messs.etc and butter pats…you can go on and on…LOL…can you tell I love dishes and was in the dish business for years…
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And, I totally hear you. We try not to have too much stuff as well! Good luck with your efforts!
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Near as I can figure, the dishes that look like saucers with curved edges could be salad plates. Anyway, they are beautiful dishes. Hope this helps.
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Yes, it is a weird combination of pieces in that there are odd numbers of plates, small, medium and large in the set.
I have no children of my own but I will leave these to one of my nieces when I am gone. I wonder how long they will survive? I wonder if they too will leave them in boxes for years and not use them because they don’t fit our lifestyles anylonger.