Mom told me the local theaters back in the 1940's for the price of a movie ticket would give you a chance to win pieces of china and that's how we got our set. She lived in NYC.
When I asked her the name of the theater...
She said, "it was the Scratch House - the Scratchy Theater.
"That's the name of the theater?" I asked.
"Oh that's not the real name that I don't remember" she said.
"You called it that because?" I asked curios as ever.
"Well every time we'd go there we'd scratch ourselves, it always felt as if there were bugs in there!"
My mother is too funny!
I told Mom we could always Google the name of the theater.
In the end we decided to scratch that idea :)