I remember these canisters from my childhood kitchen, which disappeared in my youth - the canisters, not the kitchen - when my mother, and the rest of the world, fell in love with plastic.
They turned up again recently and I've put them to good use in my kitchen, but not as a set as that's too big a look for me. Some are in cupboards, some are on shelves, depending on what their use is.
They're surprisingly airtight too. We had a problem with pantry moths this year but any flour that was in the tin was always safe. So why didn't I use the so-far-unsed fourth tin for rice, I ask myself?
Small Things Simple Pleasures