For as long as I can remember, my mom used these blue Pyrex bowls. She measured and mixed in them, stirred in them, and served meals in them. The fact that they survived two teenaged girls taking turns washing dishes, many house moves, and then a recent journey to Arizona is something just short of a miracle.
And I hadn't noticed until I uploaded these photos that the smaller bowl appears to be stained. My mother would either be mortified, or she'd blame it on the fact that two teenaged girls were responsible for washing them. Or maybe both. ;o)
Gosh, I love these bowls - love the color and the history they hold. And now that they belong to me, I have this crazy notion to redecorate our next kitchen around this color scheme.* Funny they happen to be light teal...
* Don't worry, Doug, I won't.