To me, stacking is a mere practicality.
Why carry two (three, four, or five..) empty plates to the sink with two hands, when you can carry them all with one?
This so-called stacking OCD has been conditioned and nurtured by my family, who I believe also “suffers” from this disorder. It is a little humorous to say that it irks me to see two finished plates after a meal just sitting there… apart. (I’ve even caught myself stacking in restaurants.) And don’t get me started on how I feel about seeing this scene in a kitchen sink! This is how I know I’ll never have a problem washing dishes, or at the very least I’ll have a very, very organized, dirty sink.
So imagine the excitement when I found THIS Pho Tableware design.
Oh the beauty of finding form meeting function.