It’s old, it’s cast iron, it’s green, it’s . . . what is it?

I just found a kitchen tool that was so caked in dirt that it was hard to tell what it was.

But I could tell that it was cast iron, that it was green, and that it was certainly old.

It took me twenty minutes of careful scrubbing to get the gunk off the cast iron without also removing what remained of that wonderful green paint. Sorry that I don’t have a “before” picture.

Here are the clean parts:

First, a crank with a silky polished wooden knob. I love that little wooden flange that keeps your fingertips from rubbing against the crank. A very thoughtful design detail!

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She said these cookies were “no damn good”

My grandmother disliked this recipe so much she took a fountain pen and made sure she’d never make the same mistake twice.

these cookies are no damn good

I’ve always been amused by this one-and-only note in a cookbook I inherited from her. Is it really all THAT bad? I mean, this is a published cookbook and all…

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I went overboard on old school

I just went overboard on buying old school metal bookends. One is good, many is fabulous!

instant vintage bookend collection

I couldn’t decide which ones I liked best. So I bought them all.

I fell for the color, of course. Color always comes first.

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I wish this cocktail shaker could talk

Last week I bought a vintage cocktail shaker with an unexpected bonus.

vintage cocktail shaker

It had a stack of black-and-white photos inside.

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I went shopping for furniture and tablecloths happened instead.

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I wasn’t looking for tablecloths, honest!

Janeray and I sold so much furniture at September’s Vintage Bazaar that I went to the flea market at a bracing 6 a.m. to see what I could scare up to replenish our meager remaining stock.

You gotta go early to get the good stuff. I’ve seen customers there before daylight, shining their flashlights into dealers’ vans as the poor guys are trying to unload in the darkness!

Alas, I wasn’t quite early enough for a piece I would have snapped up in heartbeat—a vintage wood desk with a single drawer, a big old glass knob, and a black painted finish that just needed a little polishing. The lady standing right in front of me snagged it for under ten bucks. Darn!

You win some, you lose some.

So I lost on furniture this time, but boy did I ever win it big on tablecloths!

A whole bunch of dealers had piles of vintage linens that they seemed willing to practically give away. The reason probably is that almost all of them have stains small or large. If a dealer doesn’t specialize in linens, she usually doesn’t want to be bothered trying to get stained ones back to pristine shape.

I don’t exactly specialize in linens, but I do love them, and I consider stains a professional laundry challenge, so . . . .

Here’s what I came home with!

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A card-table size Florida souvenir cloth. I love those blue . . . coconuts? giant dates? in the trees.

Oh yes, there’s more!


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