I’ve made a hearty handful of China closets. Some freestanding, some built in. It’s a fascinating bit of architecture.

People don’t know what to do with them anymore, generally. The fill them up with all sorts of things now. The idea of having a magnificent set of dishes that are displayed until someone worth setting them in front of shows up for a meal is as dead as a Pharaoh, I guess. They seem to mostly be filled with dishes too gaudy or valuable to ever be eaten from, or television sets or something else incongruous. Let’s resurrect them, right now. My antique Flintstones juice glasses with the lead paint on them should look stunning in there.

That last one is Maine.

Maine wins.