Scenes from childhood are etched, forever, in our minds.
Like an old-fashioned photograph, all we have to do is think about a certain room or event to bring it into focus.
One of my recollections is my maternal grandmother's kitchen. A native of Poland, she was always cooking something delicious. It might have been stuffed cabbage rolls (golumpki); dough-filled turnovers, boiled, then fried in butter and onions, (pierogi); or homemade beet, tomato, or cabbage soup. Whatever she made tasted delectable.
Grandma's pans were white enamel which, for whatever reason, are almost impossible to find nowadays. There's red or cobalt, yellow and even lime green but my search for white enamel cookware revealed it is almost non-existent. Maybe it's because it is very difficult to keep clean.
But imagine my delight when one of my sisters gave me a decorative kitchen plaque depicting white enamel cookware! It's a slice of life from yesterday, right out of Grandma's kitchen.
It shows a tea kettle, gravy boat, soup pan, and pitcher as well as a container and bowl that might be stoneware. Stems of red berries provide contrast in the art piece.
Art like this comforts since its content jogs the memory. In this case, I can almost smell the cooking and hear my Grandma's voice.
What's one thing you own that reminds you of your childhood?
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