One hot summer day in 1946, there were two refugees in the air-conditioned, housewares department of Macy’s: a dawdling woman and my pregnant mother.
memories imprinted in strange ways...the durability of life made possible through the inanimate made animate!
I cannot think of another tool with which I have as long and personal a history.
I was alarmed to see the knife photo- a sign of our times. Good to read the reassuring end
Yes! It is scary looking but my father always said the dull-bladed knife is the one more likely to render a cut.
Human flesh is temporal. Steel is forever
Haha. This makes me remember a cab ride with an insane driver who would shout at every jaywalker, Metal is stronger than flesh!
very interesting... such associations
There is no implement in the kitchen that has as much "personaility".
love it
It's funny--the stories you remember.
I too have something of my mother’s, a spoon.
I would love to see it sometime. Maybe we can make a batch of brownies with the spoon and cut them with the knife.
I’d be happy to show it to you!
memories imprinted in strange ways...the durability of life made possible through the inanimate made animate!
I cannot think of another tool with which I have as long and personal a history.
I was alarmed to see the knife photo- a sign of our times. Good to read the reassuring end
Yes! It is scary looking but my father always said the dull-bladed knife is the one more likely to render a cut.
Human flesh is temporal. Steel is forever
Haha. This makes me remember a cab ride with an insane driver who would shout at every jaywalker, Metal is stronger than flesh!
very interesting... such associations
There is no implement in the kitchen that has as much "personaility".
love it
It's funny--the stories you remember.
I too have something of my mother’s, a spoon.
I would love to see it sometime. Maybe we can make a batch of brownies with the spoon and cut them with the knife.
I’d be happy to show it to you!