Life, Interrupted

It's axiomatic -- I cannot own anything nice without running the risk of breaking it. I momentarily set the lid to my french butter bell in the sink while cooking, and it bumped something -- a muffin pan? A small Pyrex dish? And the porcelain turns out to be more fragile than any. The maker sends stuff to Texas conventions, so I will have to try and stumble into one at a low bid. They're $60 retail, and that should be out of budget, especially for something that isn't heated so I can in theory glue it back on. And use glue to smooth any edges, since if it's ragged, my delicate skin will find it.

Bother!