One of the advantages of our new home is the amount of cabinet space in the kitchen. The General has never had it so good. Let me reframe that. We have never had it so good. You know the adage, "Happy Wife - Happy Life."
Last weekend I overheard my daughter ask the General: "Mom - Where did you get that?" She added: "I like it!" I looked at the "that" and wondered why it would garner anyone's attention. For that matter, I wondered why we still had pans from an old cookware set that had not been on a cooktop or in the oven in decades.
Though you can't see it in the picture, there is a handle that clips onto the cookware. I'm thinking it came from the newly married vintage, but it may have been the early 1970s.
I had a flashback to S&H Green Stamps. The stamps were provided as a bonus for the amount you spent grocery shopping at Piggy Wiggly and could be redeemed for "must have" kinds of stuff that cost you nothing if you had enough stamps. I think that the cookware was purchased with those stamps.
Of course, the cookware would have looked color-coordinated with our avocado green stove top, oven, and refrigerator from the early 70s. I remember my sense of satisfaction when we finally left the green behind and replaced it with white appliances.
Did I mention that the General is weird? I'm sure there is some kind of sentimental attachment to something old, dated, and no longer beneficial. (As I side note, I read your mind. Some of you are thinking I fall into that category) Space in the cabinets isn't an issue, so why do I care?
I don't care, but it doesn't make sense to "clutter" the cabinets with things we will never use. I started to suggest to my daughter that she take the pans home with her, but they technically aren't mine to give away. As a side note, I'm a slow learner, but I am capable of learning. When I tried to give away her family's croquet set, she put me on notice that it was off-limits. That, too, didn't surprise me.
For the most part, our daughter has gone on record as saying she doesn't want anything from our home. Her tastes are different. Several years ago, I asked if there was anything in our home that she'd one day like to have. She said she'd like the antique wire cutters that I got from my Granddad. The wire cutters were hanging in a grouping of pictures in our entryway.
I went to the garage, got the ladder, and took the wire cutters off our wall, and gave them to her. It filled me with delight when I later saw that she incorporated Granddad's wire cutters in a picture grouping in her home.
I'm looking forward to the day when I see our avocado green pans in her cabinets.
All My Best!
Don
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