So much that doesn’t shine and glitter is truly the good stuff. I have my granny’s old broken backed Betty Crocker Cookbook that would have gone in the trash and my grandfather’s little 6” cast iron skillet he used to make his early morning breakfasts in. I also have memories which my mean hateful cousins will never have. I was the only grandchild my grandparents claimed because I loved them and was always around.
True dat. I got my other grandmothers cast iron cookware, saladmaster stainless cookware and a nice kitchen aid food processor. My other cousin was more interested in the shiny sparkly stuff. The stuff I got gets used every single day. She was afraid it looked a little too much like work and was more than happy for me to have what I got. Sucker!
I got the cookbook (held together with paperclips and tape) she had from her 1933 home-ec class complete with the markups she’d put in it then and through the years. And her Betty Crocker cookbook. And a cookbook that had been my great grandmothers as well. That one is copyright 1902. I was the only one that wanted ‘a bunch of old books’.