Thoughts on life from Pat Oaks
While baking our Christmas dinner this year I broke the handle off two of the measuring cups
I had bought when we moved to Knoxville. I had a set at our place in Elizabethton, but left them there. I will definitely be getting them the next time we are there!
The measuring cups I left behind, were my Mother's. I wonder how many meals were prepared with those measuring cups? After she died, I got those cups, plus her measuring spoons. I have the spoons in Knoxville already. I don't know why I left the cups behind!
It seems strange to me that the brand new cups are already broken. The cups she used all those years are over 80 years old! She probably had them before I was born though, so it may be closer to 90!
I have always been drawn to things that were around in the early 1900's. There is a reason! The things we buy today don't even last one year, much less 80!