My leaking garbage disposal won the “Mess of the Week” prize last week. I had to stop everything I was doing, clean up under the cabinets, and get a new disposal. There’s a lot of space there that hasn’t been emptied out in years >blush< maybe a decade. At that overly meticulous time in my life I fitted the vinyl shelf liner the length of the cabinet, carefully cut around the pipes and other obstructions, 8 feet long, 2 feet deep, all one piece. To take up the liner and dry out the cabinet, everything had to come out.
What’s this doing in my kitchen cabinet? — more colored glass.
A couple of weeks ago I took colored glass bottles to be repurposed by Songbird and Twig at the local Artist’s Market. (here’s that post) Now, back in the corner of the kitchen cabinet, I found more colored bottles. The taller blue one is yet another kind of fancy water that Bob bought so I could have it for my bottle stand. The green fish bottle is a mystery – I know it has a story that I’m right on the edge of remembering, but not yet. I packed up the bottles and several berry boxes, also found in the cabinet, to donate on my next trip to the market.
I can’t resist adding a closer picture of the fish bottle. (love the fin)
What is this doing in my kitchen cabinet? — a bottle of Machu Picchu Punch.
This one’s all my fault. Not that I remember keeping it, but I’m sure I did it for love, for the absurdity of the name, and because I used to buy it at my favorite grocery store back in Kansas City in the good old days B.C. (Before Cancer). That store was Clearly Nature’s Own: I still have one of their shopping bags. Now, the little store at 43rd and Main is no longer CNO. It was bought by a chain, years ago. My punch has gone dark, and there’s no more available; I googled.
What is this doing in my kitchen cabinet? — my Yogomatic.
Back in my Machu Picchu Punch days, it wasn’t so easy to get good yogurt, so we dedicated ‘gurt heads made our own. This little device kept the milk and culture at the right temperature. It made a quart, and it wasn’t half bad. Ebay, I see, knows nothing of Yogomatic, nothing of Machu Picchu Punch (though there might be a market for those 4 cans of JR Beer I found in the basement last week).
What is this doing in my kitchen cabinet? — a pig-shaped cutting board.
This one I recognized immediately – Bob’s dad made this. He made beautiful furniture, like the walnut bookshelves Bob left me, but he also made pig-shaped cutting boards. Apparently I wasn’t as keen on the pig as I was on the bookcase, and I squirreled it away in the back of the cabinet. Now, what to do with the pig? I’m OK getting rid of the other things, but it’s hard to let go of stuff that came from family.
Ending on a bright note: here’s something I’m glad I kept. I still use it, and it’s nice to brag that even though we had embarrassing hair-do’s, we did know enough to have re-useable grocery bags. Oops, just remembered, one of these days I’ll find my European string bags from the ‘70’s.
Related articles and sites:
- Tourists admiring Machu Picchu (pictripoftheday.wordpress.com)
ok, maybe that last one isn’t really related, but I couldn’t resist