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It’s been a long, hard slog of an election campaign with some of us holding our breath until we nearly turned blue waiting for the outcome. Now it’s back to real life and all the national catastrophes we face. Too bad an election doesn’t magically wipe the slate clean so a new president doesn’t need play catch-up. All our psyches would benefit.
Since that isn’t going to happen, how about a little fun today to lighten our loads.
When I moved into this apartment two years ago, I was confronted for the first time with a glass-topped cook stove. If you must live without a gas stove (and I must), it has its charms, but the instructions advised that cast iron pots and pans should not be used, so I reluctantly stowed mine in the back of the cupboard.
However, frittatas in particular are less than acceptable made in metal and non-stick, so I recently pulled out my favorite cast iron frying pan. The stove didn’t blow up, it wasn’t scarred and I decided that what the manufacturer really means is that you shouldn’t bang them around on the glass top.
I’m now happily back to cooking with cast iron when it is called for and it struck me the other day that I’ve owned my smallest frying pan, about nine inches in diameter, since before I was married. I remember buying it in San Francisco in 1960, which makes it 48 years old.
Having now put in some time pondering its age, I’m pretty sure there is nothing else I’ve owned for as long. So, here’s the question:
What is the oldest item you own that has been in continuous use since you got it? Tell us what it is and why you have kept it for so long.
[At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Old Woman tells a love story in Falling Apart Together – Part 1.]