breton bowl

During our family holiday to Brittany in 1999 (on which I met my lovely husband), my little sister got one of these name bowls in Concarneau. She was 5 at the time and ate her breakfast from said bowl for many years thereafter. I couldn't really walk past said bowls last week without purchasing one for Miss Eve.

This is the face Eve now pulls if I request a smile - it's really not a smile!!