Best And Cheapest Way To Clean Old Silver
This is a guest post by my friend Patti Winker at RemarkableWrinklies.com. Enjoy!
I inherited some very old silverware and, up until now, just had it stuck in the back of a drawer. The last time I looked at it was a long, long time ago. But, that’s all changed.
This Thanksgiving I realized I was short a regular fork when I set the table. That got me thinking I should maybe buy a whole new set.
Instead, I was reminded of the old silver and dug it out, unrolled the cloth bundle and voila! I had forgotten how pretty it was.
Although it was pretty it was also quite tarnished, even black in places. This is a normal development when you pack silver away and ignore it for years.
I knew if I wanted to use it I had to polish it, but I didn’t want to buy or use any of that abrasive commercial stuff because;
1) I didn’t want to spend the money, and
2) I don’t think that ancient stuff would stand up to losing much more of its silver with the customary polishing.
Instead I searched and got the directions for a scientific approach, maybe from chemistry class? Anyway, it’s a method I had a vague memory of from years ago…
Aluminum Foil and Baking Soda
The method is very simple. You need:
- baking pan
- aluminum foil
- boiling water
- baking soda
Line a baking pan with aluminum foil, and lay silver on top, making sure each piece is on the foil, not overlapping or piled up.
Bring a pot of water to a boil.
Set the pot of hot water in the sink and add baking soda (It will foam up so be careful.)
Pour the water into the baking pan over the silver. (You’ll quickly see the tarnish start to turn silver again.)
Please Note: The process produces some smelly odors so do in a well ventilated kitchen or outside. Hold your breath if you’re going to watch it.
For the full description and pictures, be sure to click on the link here: Old Silver
It worked beautifully! My silver is restored to a usable condition. It’s not perfect, because it’s old and very used. But it’s shiny and lovely and now when I set the table I can remember Thanksgivings and Christmases at Gramma’s house.
And, I didn’t have to go buy new stuff!