A few weeks ago I couldn't resist Bobby Flay's Dinnerware any longer even
though I'm in the south east, not south west (U.S.). Being on sale for
one-half-off made the final decision for me.

After opening a couple of weeks later I prayed there would not be any
problems with it. There was only one piece that had a sharp chard
underneath the large plum-colored plate.

I must've picked the right clerk, a woman about 65 with a patient smile.
She didn't send me to the long return line. I checked to see if there was a
separate matching plate. I swapped it! I swapped it!! No paper work, no
calling a supervisor to the cash register for a key, no decisions how to
ring it up, no filling out tickets. I put it in the box I had brought it
in -- walked out the door with a hop, skip and a jump! What's the world
coming to -- Hallelujah!

Dee Dee