Another hearty endorsement for the buckwheat pillows! Got two for Christmas, proof that Mrs. D6 really does love me.
I heard about them, a saw a travel sized one at the Big Lots, so I picked it up. WOW! Then, as is the course of things around here, the dogs ate it. I stapled it back together and stuck it in a sturdy pillow case, cause I’d been converted and doing without was simply out of the question.
Kept my eyes open for another one at every subsequent trip to Big Lots. Of course, due to the devilish nature of that place, I never could find another. Until December 23. WooHoo! Happiness, thy name is Buckwheat!
Imagine my surprise when a mere 36 hours later I open a box with two full sized bed pillows generously stuffed with the hulls of the gods. Heaven, I tells ya!
Of course, there’s always a downside.
Mrs. D6 tried them. Of course, she was immediately converted. Sigh. I suppose I can’t blame her. She does appreciate the finer things in life (she did marry me, after all). I’m happy to share. Sort of.
Anyway, to answer to poll in the OP…
I usually have about 5 pillows or so. I don’t require the whole pile to be buckwheat. In fact, I’m not sure that a stack wholly composed of buckies would work for me. I have a whole architecture thing going on. I build a solid foundation to raise the pile to the correct height so that my head is supported at the correct angle to minimize neck strain. The foundation is topped with the comfortable pillow(s).
Formerly the comfy pillow was stuffed with down, was generally ancient and had an indescribable combination of softness and firmness which could only be acheived through years of use. Now I’ve been able to reach (nay, improve upon) that comfort level with a buckwheat pillow off the shelf. I’m a happy man.
I think the pillow thing must be hereditary. Youngest daughter is worse than I am about them and always has been. Luckily I’ve been able to distract her sufficiently to prevent her from discovering my treasures for the past two weeks. I must be vigilant or I’ll never see them again…