We're in the middle of a major re-construction of our basement, and as Bill works down there he finds all kinds of long-forgotten things and sends them upstairs with one of the boys to "ask mama if she wants to keep this." Well, late yesterday Bookworm came up to ask me about this familiar face - my grandmother's chicken cookie jar!
I haven't seen this in ages. It brings me right back to my grandparents' cool white kitchen with the brick red floor. To canisters filled with staples like sugar, flour and lollipops, and drawers filled with heaps of freshly laundered dishtowels. To the windows that looked east at the sunset and the heavy wooden stool perched just beneath the telephone. And to this chicken cookie jar, always filled with Nabisco Cameo cookies, which were not my favorite, but always tasted good washed down with a glass of milk.
(Cookie Update: My brother just called me to say that the cookies we ate at our grandparents' house were not Cameos as I thought, but Vienna Fingers. And right he is!Thanks, Matt!)
Grandma gave us her cookie jar long ago, but when we moved into this house (seven years ago this summer) we must have shelved it and completely forgotten about it! Well, later today I hope to have it filled with some cookies - possibly, some oatmeal-chocolate-chip. I have all the ingredients on hand and it's raining like crazy out there. Sounds like just the ticket, don't you think?
Oh, and say, how do you like the new blog colors? I'm still tinkering with the backgroud - it's not quite the pale periwinkle I'm looking for - but I like my new floral banner which seems to say "late summer" to me. :)
Have a great day, everyone!
