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Same Old Kitchen

October 01, 2012 1 min read

I have cherished memories of my parent’s kitchen. Not that it was a modern, state-of-the-art kitchen. On the contrary, it was an old, badly-taken-care-of-kitchen. The kind where the drawers are hard to open and, when they are closed, they all looked crooked.
Every year my parents had sincere intentions of fixing it up, but the most we ever did was paint it in a different color and change the paper on the shelves and in the drawers. I can even remember the smell of rust in the drawers as I struggled with the old spoons, knives and can opener. Our kitchen was a gathering place, my Dad would get all of us together for ‘Christmas cooking' or ‘baking cookies’ and he would use those same old spoons, knives and can opener.When my parents passed away I realized how much of them were reflected in those old utensils.
They held so much of my parents’ personality. Now those utensils don’t look so old to me. I know we all have a spoon we really like, a knife we can’t cook without, a favorite cutting board. Somehow all those shiny, new utensils start to lose their appeal. Instead we begin to treasure those old, burned, never-fail utensils that tell their own stories

Pauline M Stevens
Pauline M Stevens

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