Funny how easily I can be transported into the kitchen where I grew up. It was U-shaped and tiny by today's standards. We had a small eating area off the U-shaped kitchen work space. That space included a stove, a counter, the kitchen sink, a tiny bit more counter that always held a red dish draining rack, and a harvest gold refrigerator that stood on the wall opposite the gas stove. Refrigerators weren't built in then, they just jutted out in the middle of the room. There was one small window between the refrigerator and the tiny bit of counter.
My dad was almost always outside either in the garden or his workshop. He mounted a bell on the outside wall of the house. Then he drilled a hold that held a wire that you could push from inside the house to ring the bell. That's how my mom called my dad to come inside for dinner, or a phone call, of if someone needed him. Necessity was the mother of invention. We didn't have cell phones in our pockets then.
Two of my favorite items in that kitchen were the pull-out dough board and the square tin of flour in the cupboard just beside the sink. I think my dad built that pull-out board where thousands of biscuits and hundred of pie crusts were rolled out. He was good at building things, especially when they made life easier for my mom. The square "tin" of flour could hold 25 pounds of flour. My dad built a wooden lid with a round drawer pull on the top to fit securely into the top of the metal canister of flour.
Shortly before the pandemic began, I decided it was time to have containers that held more than five pounds of sugar or flour. I ordered two circular bins with screw top lids. It's brought a wonderful sense of satisfaction to know that I have plenty of flour and sugar for my baking needs. And I feel a bit closer to that kitchen I grew up in with it's metal flour container with the wooden top that could hold 25 pounds of flour!
This is my twelfth year to write a slice of life each day during the month of March. Thank you Two Writing Teachers for creating this challenge and providing the space and support for us year after year. And thanks to this magnificent community for sharing stories with me and encouraging my writing life.