It took me a long time to be able to post about these glasses because I’ve been trying to find a way to explain how and why I feel this way, but looking at and reading about these Ekke Shot Glasses just makes me feel my dad’s presence.  These are exactly the type of glasses he would have been over the moon with considering the craftsmanship, slate color, and soapstone material.  When I look at these glasses, I see my dad.  It’s not just something he would have bought, it seems to embody the essence of who he was – and still is to me.  And please don’t make fun of me for this, I don’t really get it either.  I wish I could explain it, I really do.