The bowl was given to Allyson by one of her roommates;
it had become her 'go-to' bowl the whole time she was there.
It is plastic and probably purchased at a Japanese version of the Dollar Store.
The chopsticks are from Peking Duck Restaurant in Alexandria, Virginia (circa 1980);
they were the remnant of an evening out with my mom and sister where I refused to eat a duck and ultimately probably ate some kind of salad.
(obviously my belligerence did not extend to refusing to keep the sticks)
I am sometimes baffled at the random things that manage to survive the years of moves and 'decluttering'. I guess in the end, what we are drawn to or hang on to need not make sense to anyone else but ourselves; if it makes you happy - that is where the value truly lies.