In the 1980s, a company called Superfest pioneered extra strong glass – but it disappeared with the fall of the Berlin Wall. Now it’s making a comeback
Exactly!
Let them come drop them on my tile-over-slab kitchen floor!
I had to buy mats because I was tired of everything shattering. Also I mostly drink from acrylic “glasses.”
I’m a klutz. It’s not just glasses, it’s the lid of my favorite casserole, my grandmother’s lovely bone china bowls, a pie dish with only one slice of pie eaten… I have lived here since the 80s and hated the kitchen floor and countertops the whole time but I can’t afford to replace them with something more forgiving.
At least once a month something breaks in my house and we have vinyl planks all over.
It’s certainly a team effort between me, my wife, son and the cats. God forbid we leave a glass empty or not out where they can reach it.
I lost my grandmas casserole dish when I had what I can only assume was the best casserole in the world sitting on the stove right out of the oven and my trouble maker cat decided to taste test it, realized how hot it was and got in a fight with it.
I’ve dropped porcelain from higher than 2 meters onto hardwood and not smashed it. I’ve also dropped porcelain from a height of about 3 inches into the sink and smashed it. Shit really seems random sometimes.
Dropped from two meters onto a sprung wooden dance floor or onto tarmac? Saying only the height is basically useless
Exactly! Let them come drop them on my tile-over-slab kitchen floor! I had to buy mats because I was tired of everything shattering. Also I mostly drink from acrylic “glasses.”
Just how frequently ARE you dropping glasses?
I’m a klutz. It’s not just glasses, it’s the lid of my favorite casserole, my grandmother’s lovely bone china bowls, a pie dish with only one slice of pie eaten… I have lived here since the 80s and hated the kitchen floor and countertops the whole time but I can’t afford to replace them with something more forgiving.
At least once a month something breaks in my house and we have vinyl planks all over.
It’s certainly a team effort between me, my wife, son and the cats. God forbid we leave a glass empty or not out where they can reach it.
I lost my grandmas casserole dish when I had what I can only assume was the best casserole in the world sitting on the stove right out of the oven and my trouble maker cat decided to taste test it, realized how hot it was and got in a fight with it.
The cat won.
I’ve dropped porcelain from higher than 2 meters onto hardwood and not smashed it. I’ve also dropped porcelain from a height of about 3 inches into the sink and smashed it. Shit really seems random sometimes.