junque in my trunk

Each year our Presbyterian churchwomen host a junque sale.  Yes, with a "q".  Katherine (our Creative Director) introduced junque into my vernacular.  It's from her Dad, who loves to haunt estate sales and way, way deep in the country antique stores.  You get it, right?  He also claims to be a redneque, but that is a story for another time. There are so many "treasures" that mysteriously appear on the tables in our Parish Hall.  Unique junque like an Adam and Eve coffee mug with disappearing fig leaves when filled with hot water.  Klassi.   Yes, with a "k" and an "i".  This year, my afternoon of pitching in paid off.  I found a delicate porcelain swan terrine, an antique Fostoria punch bowl with cups and a gorgeous set of Limoge china.

I am starting to daydream about my Thanksgiving table and, by golly,  I believe my junque will be perfect!  I do want to funk the plates up a bit.  Maybe Garden Gate Ochre to really pop the gold trim?  I would certainly add some mossy green...  I think I will just leave everything out on my buffet, so each time I pass the dining room I will get a little more inspired. Also, it is all so pretty and I will be reminded of what a good shopper of deals I am.  I will keep you posted on my Thanksgiving tablescape ideas...

limoge china used everyday
limoge china used everyday
limoge plate found at sale
limoge plate found at sale