⭐🌧I have so been looking forward to this weekend!
I have my healthy self back and am ready to clean up the remnants of Christmas 2017.
This morning, I scrubbed and rearranged my kitchen counter tops. As I polished the beautiful copper cookie jar given to me by Chrislyn, Jason and the kiddos, (on Christmas 2016), I was reminiscing about my grandmother’s cookie jar.
It looked like this.
She kept it in her pantry.
I loved her pantry. It was a walk-in with a window. It had open shelving. She trimmed
the open shelves with shelf edging. Women “styled” their pantries pretty. The look above is reminiscent of the 40’s. Later she shifted to a simpler edging.
I am so lucky my grandmother’s cookie jar was always filled for the reach!
This morning, I styled my jar with a star that flew here from France.
. . . and filled it with fresh sliced and toasted biscotti. ( I saved a loaf in the freezer from Christmas.)
Saved . . . for this rainy day.
Play “Catch A Falling Star” by Perry Como!
Grandma loved Perry Como. “He’s Italian” . . . she would say. (Grandma was Italian.)
Remembering the reach.
Reminding to reach.