No, not tapas...baby dishes. (Sorry. I have that war kittens/baby cats commercial for Capital One on the brain.)
I'm a little tired of the two plates I have to set up my cookies' photo shoots, so Jon and I are going to stop by Fish's Eddy (which I always confuse with Vischer Ferry) this weekend to see if we can find some cheapo but neato props. Stay tuned!
When we first moved to New York, Jon and I went back and forth for a week (seriously!) trying to decide which silverware to get. I know...as if we were outfitting Martha Stewart's Bedford estate. We ended up getting the first and cheapest set we saw at Fish's Eddy but not before annoying the clerk...and following her from the Union Square store to the Upper West Side store and then finally buying them downtown at Union Square.
And don't get me started on our first set of plates. All I'll say is that I was too cheap to pay for a cab (or the subway) home from the Pottery Barn in Lincoln Center. But that's another story...