Sunday, January 18, 2009
Nostalgia is a Great Birthday Present
This, my dear friends, is the Baked Bean Crock. Oh, and ignore the crumbs on my counter. I have kids, and Big Sprout doesn't believe in wiping counters after she uses them. I will beat her later, I promise.
Where was I....Oh, yes.
This is the Baked Bean Crock. I am not sure if Mom made it, bought it, or received it as a gift, but she has had it for all my memory. This is the crock that Mom served Baked Beans in up until I was probably 12 or 13 yrs old. She never used anything else....at least that I remember.
At one point we were talking, and I mentioned how much I loved this thing. It isn't really pretty, it isn't fancy, it isn't stylish. But it says "home" to me. It is something that makes me think of family meals around the old (ugly as sin) kitchen table, of winter days full of play and a warm meal waiting. It makes me think of all the good things that come from long traditions and simple values.
I love it, chips and scratches and all.