Ah the wine glass…or as I refer to it — Big Karl (thank you Cougartown). Boy oh boy does that particular glassware get a workout around this house. But with heavy usage comes breakage. Sometimes they bite the dust in the dishwasher. Sometimes
The Boy a guest has butterfingers. Even this girl has broken her fair share of wine glasses.
After last year’s New Year’s Eve party, we were down to only a couple that survived, so we invested in two Riedel sets from Target. Nothing super fancy or flashy, but they had thinner glass felt good in my hand. As a plus, they all matched.
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