I love LA, but I have to admit that I usually have better luck thrifting in the suburbs. The person who sets the prices at my favorite thrift store clearly disapproves of mid-century modern pieces and prices them accordingly.
This enamel-ware fondue pot was three bucks. I have to admit that I have never made fondue, but I couldn't just leave the poor thing languishing there unwanted.
It doesn't have a maker's mark on the bottom, but it looks very similar to some of my Dansk pieces.
I think he'll feel right at home with us.