You could start with the cast iron pans, it’s getting hard to juggle them with the cutting boards and apples and large salvaged jars with wide open mouths, stuffed with the oversized utensils. Everything would fall to the floor, the cat would piss herself, no juggling those cast iron pans, that have been with me since 1978, salvaged from a burnt out cabin. It was the age of teflon, and things like that were left behind.
Songs in the sink of bowls and a drowned moth, a chicken begs for bread, rice cakes I have come to despise, a bottle of Boost and the weed whackers charging station. Forks spoons and seltzer, a decal from Italy displayed within a conch shell, the entire Nativity scene squeezed in, the refrigerator .
In my right hand , a cabbage, in my left, sea salt, tossed up and right hand again grasps coffee grinder, coffee beans, butter, suddenly I am an octopus with cat food and oatmeal, peppermill and tea bags, I am juggling now and reaching for the phone and sponge. I am just getting started, don’t open that drawer, the empty bottle of dog medicine is full of straight pins. Why? I am not a seamstress.
There is room for all of these words and a clear space on the counter, with bananas, too, Point to something and I will tell you its name, oh breadmaker and bag of Purity histamine free coffee beans. Oven, the source, stainless steel dog treats of course stainless steel to show you I am still urban. Dish drainer, pasta strainer, sausage maker (in the cabinet) the cat walks by.
I grew those Thai peppers myself 2 years ago, desiccating, but red, like the inside of a favorite bowl. Blue Willow and salvaged set of wine glasses from my sons first job at the recycling center. Re purpose is just salvage, gentrified. The cleaver has a place pf its own as the kettle whistles, but its actually a scream.
May I make you a cup of tea herbal earl grey irish breakfast english breakfast (my ancestors came from the north) elder ginger holy basil or hot chocolate, a glass of seltzer, artesian well water, a roast beef sandwich, please, have some rice cakes, or baked cod. Noodles and protein powder, one single and magenta zinnia is all it takes some mornings. Wanna gnosh?
Balsam Betty 