I have aprons hanging just inside the pantry door in my kitchen.
How many aprons does a girl need? Really, how many can you wear at one time anyway? (The answer to the “how many you need” question is answered by “how big is your kitchen?”). Our current kitchen holds just me, so the answer should be “just one”.
But there hangs my little collection. I want to share them with you.
First, the green apron.
This one came from a family reunion in 1987(?) ish.
One of my Aunt’s printed them up for all of us. An apron. It is emblazoned with our family crest and latin motto. (what does that mean? Clean, exercise, sleep?) What a brilliant present! in the fullness of time, we all have these aprons in our kitchens! If they had been t-shirts printed for the occasion, I can promise, there would not be one left.
Next we have the oil cloth Union Jack:
I wore this at school the other day at school and it provoked much attention.
When I was growing up my family lived in England for a year. During that year, my mother bought an apron that was exactly like this one. Dacades later, on one visit home, I asked where it was, and I was told that, sadly, this sturdy, laminated apron had passed it’s days, and was no longer with us.
Fast forward to the next century, and I was driving around San Francisco, when I drove past the gifte shoppe Annex store that is associated with a local tea house.
Love Joy’s tea room is about as close to going to Great Auntie Cici’s for tea as you can get, and not be related.
A group of Fine Ladies went to Love Joy’s dressed as “Princesses” one day. Super Fun! You can see, the interior is fun, and whimsical, not pristine or exacting.
And the “Attic”, directly across the street, is just what you would expect it to be.
(photo by Walker Duke, on Flickr)
The tea shop and the Annex are both on our route regularly. And one day, I drove by and saw the laminated apron in the window of the Annex. !!!
I think I pulled the car over so fast that I might have been a driving menace. I parked illegally, grabbed the kid out of the car (safe!) and went in! (wait, how safe is it to have a tiny person in a crowded, small tea shop? you know, “bull in a china shop”.) I pulled the apron down without looking at the price and bought it. (I think it was $22.00) I love this apron. It is so sturdy. And every time I wear it I think of my Mom, and our year in England.
The last apron on the hook is this one.
I made this apron and shared how to do it.
This one charms me every time I see it.
Just the scale of it makes me smile. And it is the exact color of “dreamsicle”.
Now, I will admit to you that there are more aprons in the house. But those are the ones that are out on the hook at the ready access.
What about you? Do your aprons all have stories?
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