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Not that I could have told you it was "hobnail milk glass" I liked, because I'm pretty sure I remember it from one of my grandmother's homes.

And I'm very sure nobody was discussing "hobnail milk glass" at Grandma's house.

It was just where we drank our orange juice . . . or into which we put our flowers . . . or filled with ice water.

As a dedicated polka dot LOVER, hobnail milk glass gives me polka dots on creamy white glass that can not only be seen but also felt!!

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Thanks, Mom!!