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Garlic Graters
Some kitchen tools arrive with the subtlety of a marching band.
These do not.
These shallow, wheel-thrown saucers—sunrise yellow, wine-cellar red, sea-spray blue, olive-grove green, midnight-market cobalt—pretend nothing. They simply wait. Patiently. Like old-world craftsmen who know the punchline before you tell the joke.
Run a clove of garlic across those hypnotic concentric ridges—spirals that look as if they were whispered into being by a potter who’d spent one too many sunsets contemplating eternity—and suddenly alchemy happens. The garlic softens, melts, surrenders. Aromas rise. You feel a vague, unearned pride, as if the Tuscan countryside itself has nodded in your direction.
Each dish holds its own small galaxy: glazed interiors that shimmer like storm clouds or harvest soil; exteriors that insist on being touched. They do not ask where you keep the olive oil. They already know.
Perfect for transforming a humble clove into a velvet paste.
Perfect for reminding you that useful things can also be beautiful.
Perfect for convincing guests that yes, you probably did study abroad once.
The Garlic Grater Saucer.
For the cook who secretly enjoys a little ceremony.
Some kitchen tools arrive with the subtlety of a marching band.
These do not.
These shallow, wheel-thrown saucers—sunrise yellow, wine-cellar red, sea-spray blue, olive-grove green, midnight-market cobalt—pretend nothing. They simply wait. Patiently. Like old-world craftsmen who know the punchline before you tell the joke.
Run a clove of garlic across those hypnotic concentric ridges—spirals that look as if they were whispered into being by a potter who’d spent one too many sunsets contemplating eternity—and suddenly alchemy happens. The garlic softens, melts, surrenders. Aromas rise. You feel a vague, unearned pride, as if the Tuscan countryside itself has nodded in your direction.
Each dish holds its own small galaxy: glazed interiors that shimmer like storm clouds or harvest soil; exteriors that insist on being touched. They do not ask where you keep the olive oil. They already know.
Perfect for transforming a humble clove into a velvet paste.
Perfect for reminding you that useful things can also be beautiful.
Perfect for convincing guests that yes, you probably did study abroad once.
The Garlic Grater Saucer.
For the cook who secretly enjoys a little ceremony.