Monday, November 27, 2017
Sunday, November 26, 2017
The state of my freezer top.
It is much easier to store things IN a chest freezer. But the down side is the top tends to fill. Ours is right outside our backdoor, in the garage. So very easy to dump things there.
For at least a month and a half, maybe two months, the top of the freezer was full of Le Creuset. Full.
I walk the neighbor's dog every week day. This is a beautifully mannered dog beloved by my whole family. The ratio of two families to one dog, actually makes a lot of sense. She is well loved and likes it. She is walked once or twice a day (40 minute plus walks). If anyone is out of town, there is backup. It fills the dog need in my family without bothering my asthma or middle's asthma.
During the fall, we (dog and I) averaged one garage sale a week in our neighborhood. So the dog knows about garage sales. She knows we like them. And she knows she gets lots of pets/attention at garage sales.
One Wednesday, walking, she (the dog) suddenly headed up a driveway. I looked and they were setting up for a garage sale. Not open. The lady smiled and was talking to me as I was pulling out my ear buds and pausing my podcast. She said we were welcome to look.
At that moment, I thought the dog had recognized it was a garage sale and knew I would want to go. Later I found out the woman had yelled "hi" to me, but I had not heard because of the ear buds. The dog, who is very friendly, had heard her and responded.
The people (retired) had just moved into their house. It was a downsize move. And it turned out they were both only children who had lost both sets of parents in the last few years. Most of the parents' stuff had gone into storage. It all had converged in their garage with the move. So it was a three bay garage, stuffed. Like the single bay of the garage was piled to the ceiling.
She asked if I was looking for anything in particular and I said - kitchen stuff. And in particular enamel lined iron cookware.
And she started pulling out Le Creuset. It just kept coming. She asked if I was interested and I said I was, but "how much $$$?". And she said $7. I said I would take it all. But I needed to finish walking the dog and come back with the car and $$$.
I figured she meant $7 each. Which is a steal.
When I got back, she had meant $7 for all of it. A total of $7.
I bought several other things. Future gifts. Other kitchen stuff. The back seat and the trunk of my car, full.
Her husband was packing my car as I bought. He clearly was in the "just get it out of here" mindset.
So, home, I put all the Le Creuset on the freezer and sent pictures to all my kids, who LOVE Le Creuset. They could not believe the $7. It might be the find of the century. Barring a copy of the declaration in the drawer of an old dresser or something.
I said youngest got first dibs. Then the other two would have to decide between the two of them.
Thanksgiving week, youngest picked hers and promptly put it away.
Then oldest sat against the door to the house, blocking middle's getaway, and they decided who got what. It was a long and loud debate.
The largest piece, a deep 10" x 15" stayed here. I am the only one who cooks for a crowd, so that made sense.
For at least a month and a half, maybe two months, the top of the freezer was full of Le Creuset. Full.
I walk the neighbor's dog every week day. This is a beautifully mannered dog beloved by my whole family. The ratio of two families to one dog, actually makes a lot of sense. She is well loved and likes it. She is walked once or twice a day (40 minute plus walks). If anyone is out of town, there is backup. It fills the dog need in my family without bothering my asthma or middle's asthma.
During the fall, we (dog and I) averaged one garage sale a week in our neighborhood. So the dog knows about garage sales. She knows we like them. And she knows she gets lots of pets/attention at garage sales.
One Wednesday, walking, she (the dog) suddenly headed up a driveway. I looked and they were setting up for a garage sale. Not open. The lady smiled and was talking to me as I was pulling out my ear buds and pausing my podcast. She said we were welcome to look.
At that moment, I thought the dog had recognized it was a garage sale and knew I would want to go. Later I found out the woman had yelled "hi" to me, but I had not heard because of the ear buds. The dog, who is very friendly, had heard her and responded.
The people (retired) had just moved into their house. It was a downsize move. And it turned out they were both only children who had lost both sets of parents in the last few years. Most of the parents' stuff had gone into storage. It all had converged in their garage with the move. So it was a three bay garage, stuffed. Like the single bay of the garage was piled to the ceiling.
She asked if I was looking for anything in particular and I said - kitchen stuff. And in particular enamel lined iron cookware.
And she started pulling out Le Creuset. It just kept coming. She asked if I was interested and I said I was, but "how much $$$?". And she said $7. I said I would take it all. But I needed to finish walking the dog and come back with the car and $$$.
I figured she meant $7 each. Which is a steal.
When I got back, she had meant $7 for all of it. A total of $7.
I bought several other things. Future gifts. Other kitchen stuff. The back seat and the trunk of my car, full.
Her husband was packing my car as I bought. He clearly was in the "just get it out of here" mindset.
So, home, I put all the Le Creuset on the freezer and sent pictures to all my kids, who LOVE Le Creuset. They could not believe the $7. It might be the find of the century. Barring a copy of the declaration in the drawer of an old dresser or something.
I said youngest got first dibs. Then the other two would have to decide between the two of them.
Thanksgiving week, youngest picked hers and promptly put it away.
Then oldest sat against the door to the house, blocking middle's getaway, and they decided who got what. It was a long and loud debate.
The largest piece, a deep 10" x 15" stayed here. I am the only one who cooks for a crowd, so that made sense.
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