I say NO, my friends and neighbors.
For many years, well, as long as we lived in Hawaii anyways, we did not have an automatic dishwasher, I washed everything by hand. One time I was washing a stemmed wine glass and it broke in my hand and gave me a nasty gash, three stitches worth. My dearest husband went out and bought me what he said his family always drank wine from, little juice glasses if you will. You know the ones that you get your chianti in when you go to those cute American-Italian restaurants with the red and white checkers plastic table clothes. I love it!
I still have one of them left after all of these years.
Recently I added a new one. I found this at Crate & Barrel. It was a bit rich for my blood, but really adorable.
There’s a set in a catalogue that we get that I hope Santa brings me.