Once upon a time, before texts, emails, and the ability to instantly react to messages with a thumbs-up emoji, we had something called the mailbox—a magical, mysterious portal that delivered everything from birthday cards (hopefully stuffed with cash) to handwritten letters from faraway friends...

Blueberry pie—arguably one of the best things to ever happen to a stick of butter and a pile of sugar. While apple pie may get all the patriotic glory, blueberries have been a staple in American kitchens for centuries…

Ah, family—like the branches of an old oak tree, twisting and turning with shared DNA, long-told stories, and the occasional debate over who really makes the best potato salad…

Ah, lemonade. That golden, ice-cold elixir of summer. The official drink of front porches, sweaty kids, and mysteriously overpriced roadside stands run by ambitious six-year-olds. It’s as American as apple pie—except, well, it came from way over yonder...

The peony is the drama queen of the garden—big, ruffled, and impossible to ignore. Loved for centuries in art and poetry, it’s the kind of flower that makes a grand entrance and then disappears just as quickly…

Seltzer bottles, also known as soda siphons, hold a cherished place in American history, evoking a sense of nostalgia for a bygone era. Inspired by these distinctive bottles, we have designed our signature floral diffuser bottles to capture that same vintage charm, blending nostalgia and classic Americana into our product line...

Benjamin Franklin suggested the design for the first one-cent coin, commonly known as the penny.  The penny was the first currency of any type authorized by the United States, and for over two centuries, the penny's design has symbolized the spirit of the nation, from Liberty to Lincoln...

Here ye, Here ye!
“Marshmallow roasts are the newest thing in summer resort diversions!” boasted the New York World on August 5, 1892. "The simplicity of this form of amusement is particularly charming...the idea is sure to grow in favour."
And grow it did...

My grandmother, Rose, was legendary, and like all legends, seemingly stolen from a fairytale. Timeless and teeming with love and beauty, she was a sight to behold. She touched each soul she sheltered with a heart we all strive to emulate…

Penny & Rose were married in 1937 and bought their first home three years later for $3,700. Penny continued to work in his native Glassport, a small mill town in western Pennsylvania, and chose to work in the hardest, most dangerous part of the Copperweld mill because it paid the best...

I couldn’t wait to get out to the farm at the start of summer. The sound of country dirt road hitting our tires filled the car with unmatched excitement…

When summer was drawing to a close and the cranberries were ripe on the vines, we knew my gram, Rose, was about to make her famous cran cobbler. She’d toss out an order to fetch some pans from the hidden pantry in her bedroom, and like Pavlov’s dogs, our mouths would water as we foraged through the pantry for the largest cranberry-picking pans we could find...