After all these years of having stuff in storage, we often joked about this particular box, and here it is again. When we packed up our last house, we sorted through every single item and pared down to the bare minimum of possessions. The only thing that I remember putting in this box is our lemon zester. The rest of it is a mystery, and we are not yet ready to crack it open.
I am very grateful for the humor and silliness that we feed into our lives nearly every day. And, soon we will have a kitchen that is big enough for second-string kitchen doo-dads to help feed us in another way.
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