My grown kids are always asking me.."remember when..." I don't remember. What I do remember are the little things. This bowl. This metal bowl. This bowl has made countless batches of Texas Trash (Chex Mix), at Christmas for our growing family. This bowl has made triple batches of cookies for friends and family. Coleslaw, a family fav, has been made in this bowl and then divided into smaller containers. Same for potato salad. Many a time my husband Bo has said, "your bowl is not big enough", and he is right, so I have to transfer ingredients to this bowl.
Now that we are retired, I am enjoying finding new recipes in which this bowl is needed. Today I mixed up green and purple cabbage, one red bell pepper and six carrots. Added three tablespoons of salt. All in this bowl. Then 'massaged' it, transferred to my new crock (in the background) to make sauerkraut. Fingers crossed on the result! This bowl was the only one big enough.
Every single time I get this bowl out of the pantry, every time...I remember 38 years ago. This bowl was my first born, Michael Aaron Scalise's favorite toy in the kitchen. We had a tiny two bedroom house, an uneven linoleum kitchen floor. This bowl was on a bottom shelf in a cabinet that toddler Aaron could open. He would pull out this bowl, get in this bowl and make it teeter and totter and spin! That simple squeal and laughter from my now 6'4" son with his own family, that is one forever memory. And those batches of cookies, coleslaw, potato salad, etc. What is your best simple memory?
