What’s a household item that reminds you of your grandma’s house?

A pair of tiny brass slippers. They were always on the mantlepiece and adorn mine now,
From my great grandmother's and great grandfather's house I have a large brass pot with a handle that had a pointed bag suspended over it and jam dripping through it. I can still smell the bread baking and the jam smell in their house.

I inherited an Edwardian green glass fishbowl and glass fishes with floats from my nanna, I chose it because it used to fascinate me as a child. It needs repairing, so it’s in a cupboard, I must see if I can get it sorted.

My mother has some of my paternal grandmother's dishes. The ones that remind me the most of Grandma's house are some of the drinking glasses and the small glass red and white containers that Grandma used to hold butter and honey.

Oreo

Everyone used to have a budgie called Billy or Petey.

We had a blue budgie called Joey!

Cossy and Orea all the budgies I knew, and there were quite a few, were called Joey. Some of them must have been girls by the law of averages.

They were blue or green and lived solitary lives in little cages. One or two of the cleverer ones could say "Who's a pretty boy then?"

A large tablet of red Lifebuoy soap. Granny in Lismore (an island near Oban) had no running water. In fact I was sent with a pail to collect some from a random pipe sticking out of a grassy bank. Granny had a black range with a sooty kettle constantly simmering. When she washed her hair in an enamel bowl out came the Lifebuoy, so no chance of any germs surviving.

I would still, have a glass dish that invariably appeared at teatime at my paternal GM’s house - full of orange jelly with mandarin oranges in.
Only dh broke it. 🤬
It was years ago and I still haven’t quite forgiven him.
That dish was the only thing I wanted from DM’s house when she died in the late 70s. Her teas were so memorable - besides the jelly, lots of things we never had at home, like Dairylea triangles and Wagon Wheels.

Calendargirl

Never knew either grandma, so no memories.

Ditto.
Neither did my parents ever meet each other's parents or go to the other's home place.

I have my Dad's grandmother's wash bowl and jug. It lives in my bathroom and it makes me smile every time I see it.