Tableware is the dishes or dishware (ceramic), dinnerware (ceramics and other materials) used for setting a table, serving food, and for dining. Tableware can be meant to include cutlery and glassware. The nature, variety, and number of objects varies from culture to culture, religions, and cuisines.
In the United States, tableware is most commonly referred to as dinnerware. Dinnerware can be meant to include glassware, however not flatware. In Britain, the term crockery is sometimes used for ceramic dishes. In the USA, ceramic dinnerware, whether made of porcelain or earthenware. Sets of dishes are often referred to as a table service or service set. Table settings or place settings are the dishes, flatware (cutlery), and glassware used by an individual for formal and informal dining. In the United Kingdom, silver service or butler service are names of methods for serving a meal.
The first known use of the term tableware was in 1766, dinnerware in 1895, and dishware in 1946.
In 1880, Victorianism had established itself in the United States, with middle class Americans enjoying the materialism and consumption of goods to express their identities. The dining room or dining parlor, which had been in upper class houses since the colonial period of American history, became more common in middle-class homes. Dining became a social event with various food dishes being served with various manufactured tableware shapes. "The tools used for social dining changed dramatically over time, reflecting both changes in social life and the development of a tableware "fashion system." The manufacturers and marketers of china and glass wanted to sell more goods, the authors and publishers of books on entertaining sought to sell more copies; and the editors of tastemaking magazines pursued greater circulation and advertising revenues. They made table setting a distinctive fashion system of its own."
Marcel Wanders (July 2, 1963) is a Dutch designer, considered to be the 'Lady Gaga of the design world' by The New York Times.
Wanders was born and raised in Boxtel, in the south of the Netherlands, and graduated cum laude from the Instiute of the Arts Arnhem in 1988, after briefly attending the Design Academy Eindhoven. Wanders first drew international recognition for his 'Knotted Chair', produced by the Dutch design brand Droog, in 1996. The 'Knotted Chair' has since been acquired by the permanent collection of the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) in New York.
He works out of his studio, situated in Westerhuis, in the Jordaan neighbourhood of Amsterdam. He designs for manufacturers worldwide, such as: Alessi, B&B Italia, Bisazza, Poliform, Moroso, Flos, Boffi, Cappellini, Droog and Moooi. Moooi was founded in 2000, and Wanders is the art director and co-owner.
Wanders jurors for various design prizes, including the Rotterdam Design Prize (for which he has been nominated several times) and the Kho Liang Ie Prize. He has lectured at SFMoMA, Limn, the Design Academy, Nike, IDFA, FutureDesignDays and has taught at many of the world's most prestigious design academies. Wanders was the editor of the 2005 International Design Yearbook, and in 2008 Fast Company named him as their 'Master of Design'.
Gordon James Ramsay, OBE (born 8 November 1966) is a British chef, television personality and restaurateur. He has been awarded 13 Michelin stars in total and currently holds 12.
Ramsay is known for presenting TV programmes about competitive cookery and food, such as the British series Hell's Kitchen, The F Word, Ramsay's Best Restaurant, and Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares, along with the American versions of Hell's Kitchen, Kitchen Nightmares, and MasterChef.
Gordon Ramsay was born in Johnstone, Renfrewshire, Scotland, and raised in Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England from the age of 5. Ramsay is the second of four children; he has an older sister, Diane, a younger brother, Ronnie, and a younger sister, Yvonne. Ramsay's father Gordon (died 1997) was, at various times, a swimming pool manager, a welder, and a shopkeeper; his mother, Helen Cosgrove, and Yvonne have been nurses. Ramsay has described his early life as "hopelessly itinerant", as his family moved constantly due to the aspirations and failures of his father, who was violent. In 1976, they finally settled in Stratford-upon-Avon where he grew up in the Bishopton area of the town. In past public interviews, Ramsay has declined to describe his father as an alcoholic; however, his autobiography, Humble Pie, describes his early life as being marked by abuse and neglect from this "hard-drinking womaniser". At the age of 16, Ramsay moved out of the family house into a flat in Banbury.
So now bend down
Disposable and irrelevant
To feel the force, feel the pain
Feel hydraulic darkness.
Again and again
I am your only god now
As I hold the key of objective pain and pleasure.
Open up, spread the sinews for the releasing pressure
[Chorus:]
Oh, precious nervine
For you I go the way of all flesh.
Intense flagellation shall combine us
Stay silenced
Her vibes wave my body
Sever the soul and let the flesh remain
And remember I am not god only when
I hold the key into your heart
Enter the dirtiest grace
Lilith in you licks me
Enter the transcendental darkness
Your behaviour leads me.
What inspires the candle burn
When its fire dances for our visual pleasures?
- The energy of life in the air and in oxygen.
We remain as long these examples exist.
Wired to the life
In the middle of the bleak
There is no retreat when our nations collide.
We will enter the orifice to die
[Chorus:]
The war in peace and the peace in war;
Yet darkness in light and light in the dark
THE ORDER OF CHAOS IS THE HIGHEST OF RULES.
There will never be the time
For additional death nor demise.
The bleakness is our weapon of life and death.
If I was the great explosion - I'd cincider the abortion of earth
For life comes and it goes
It comes and it goes.
But doesn't stand still
It won't give a shit if I am collecting the dust
Satan of salvation.
This is just a coma
That appears from nowhere
The world of senseless ESP.
We are death wired to the bleak
You fear the excusion
And you pray for salvation
How low you can go?
And what does your god allow?
Absorb the absurd
No reason to cry
But a reason to die
So come with me
And we will ride
Among those whose nations collide
Take my hand and we will buy the tickets...
Take my hand and we will go through the decades...
To heavenly hell
What? He might be the way
He might be the truth
But I am the deadend
And I am the one who proves
His life, His work and His lies!
You can be the alpha
You can be the omega
but I am everything between
You are beginning and the end
But I am beginning at the end
[Chorus:]
We fly
In our own light
We ride
And stay outside
We smile even if we abide
I shall guide you there
Where our Nations Collide
Want to hear what He really is?
Just a grim reflection of your own stupidity
I want to hear His words...
"I am Nothing
Resurrection is Initiation itself"
Total beginning
The excellent explosion
No room for the spirits that yearn back to life.
From bible to Necronomicon we degenerate
We just take our lives
We degenerate by our own hands.
[Chorus:]
Dystopia
Shackled in life
Dystopia
Follows the light
The sphere of embers
The fields of pain.
And I proudly stand for Cain
Show me your light show me your pride.
We are like a system that becomes chaos itself
We are the deathmachine built by none.
We are killing our kind
Sickness play the black keys
Oh, how I love the divinity in minor chords.
Our kingdom won't collapse by those who threw their faith away.
Gods and beasts
That is what our world is made of
My machine mankind!
Dys-Topic challenge I've won!
Only one master shall remain
When I cultivate the fragments of angels
For what is good is evil afterwards.
Are we of constant weakness?
Or are we the wolves who wander among the sheeps of god?
In the seas, in earth, in the sky
In the past, the present and future
Up and down, left and right
The warmest blaze and the coldest ice is you
Astronomicon
You're my star
Astronomicon
Upside down
[Chorus:]
Show me the way
Lead me astray
Crush my bones and burn my soul
You are the strength in me
So easy as 1,2,3
With mysteries
You are the vicious, you are the delicious
You are my wisdom and you are the way
You are so bright and you are my light
You'll find me even if I'm disguised
The bringer of light - the way outside
For eternity is here and now
Endless with its billion foes
Look up! For the earth will be slain
But the cosmos shall eternally remain
Believe in yourself, you can't be forsaken
Receive only the facts and support the fall of fake
Unlike wolves wander forever alone
Follow my star you cannot be betrayed
You are of everything
Show me the way
You are my everything
Show me the way
All... everything is dying from time to time
The coldness of war and the sweetness of love
Through evolution came our species
That still wander the path of the electric sun
The pain in my veins
All... they discovered the theme for the play called life
The theme is
Success
Love and joy
Death
So hollow
Fragile
They dance upon the roses.
They dance until the time is near
The surface they dance on collapses
What a shame... I won't be there
Meek embodiments of suicide
Enjoying while I abide
You may bathe in your "purity"
But there will be the day when I take it all away from you
As you don't belong - Here or there
And be prepared for all I bear
Your soil will be thrown away but my sky shall remain
Dearly injected, infected, packed pain
"Noil me tangere" for all
You don't belong - Here or there
And be prepared for... "I don't care"
Now you are warned
What came for me I give it to you...
[a Monologue with Beheaded / Beloved]
Come here where I stand.
Can I take your soft hand?
Silence is golden and silence gives consent.
I lay you on my bed, or can you move even if you're dead?
Still yearning for heaven's grace?
But that's not the place.
It doesn't fit me at all.
But the one that ring a bell.
Must be fires of hell.
Just give up and let yourself fall.
Does death do us apart?
You left so early... In a start.
Did I make you mad.
Don't you look so sad.
I just guaranteed that you would never leave me.
Dear, why you don't speak?
We can't be complete if you don't say that you love me.
If I cut you a second mouth would you scream it out loud?
Oops, I didn't mean to make you bleed.
Sorry if I've been rude.
But you smell so good.
Can't get enough, I must get more
And that is a face.
Why you don't react?
Oh, honey you can't be dead yet.
Earlier you mentioned... Christ!
As you see it had quite a price.
Now you are far away.
It is sad that you had to pay.
I'll be missing you but only suicide solution should do.
Shining blade revels upon the arteries
Blood runs into gutters as I fall asleep.
Does death do us apart?
How could it be?
It always happened to me.
Even though the sight is sickening,
at least you won't leave me.
Fall o'poor wire dancer of life
Fall for entertainment.
Our ego is mesmerized by a malicious smile
Applause for the dying,
Survival is a disappointment...
Disappointment
[Chorus:]
I am the filth in angelform
Pregnant to the incompetent ideal of a citizen.
Ovums ruined by the seeds of the serpent
Stomach replaced by mother's womb.
Born for constant blasphemy
I am waiting for you in the purifying fire (Aesch Mezareph)
When Baalzephon looks at me through a mirror
Fail in my arms I won't catch you but I'll lie down next to you
To observe the reflections.
Like a parasite I am exquisite to eliminate souls.
Your interior - wretched by my cunning coctails
Irrelevant nihilist.
Depravity is my only goal
So enter in my envenomed paradise,
(just one taste of me and) you shall fail
I am purified