When my husband & I moved into our first home, my parents gave us the dining room table & chairs that I had grown up with. How wonderful.
I was suddenly "dinner party ready" and have been filling our dining room with people ever since.
Because my mom had given me the table pads & table cloths too, I have mostly kept the table covered over the years and haven't done much as far as waxing/polishing.
I thought that it was time to do some protective steps and asked my Mom how I should polish it. She turned up on my doorstep with this can of Johnson Paste Wax.
This was her mother's can and it is at least 50 years old. An antique itself, notice that the price stamped on the lid is 89 cents! We opened the can, got out some cloth diapers and lovingly buffed on some family history. By the end, the table looked gorgeous and had that faint wood polish smell.
Today I am sending the beloved paste wax can back to my Mom's house and am going shopping for some formal placemats for Easter dinner.
This is the beauty of every day life - this is delight.