On Wednesday I stopped by the hospital auxiliary thrift store and bought this:
It was a real steal at $1. And I would know since the first time I bought it, I paid $5.
That was 6 years ago at the community garage sale. When I brought it home, I discovered the silver plating was so badly tarnished that it couldn't be salvaged. My husband spray painted it black and it became the centerpiece for many a holiday dinner. But the novelty wore off. Last spring it wound up in a charity box that we dropped off at the aforementioned thrift store.
Then on Tuesday Klaxon asked if we could buy some ornamental corn for our Thanksgiving dinner table. I agreed not realizing he'd planned to utilize the now-donated pedestal tray until we got home and he asked where the tray was stored.
When I spotted the tray at the thrift store the next day, I was pretty happy. I told the tale to the volunteer at the counter and she said it was unlikely it had been on site the entire time. Thank you, person who purchased and then redonated my pedestal tray, I've now declared it a family heirloom.
True to his word, Klaxon featured it in the centerpiece for our (Canadian) Thanksgiving meal:
The theme was Orange Stuff We Gathered Up Around the House.
Please note that in the end Klaxon didn't have room for his ornamental corn, so he tucked it underneath the tray.