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posted by
Nautikos
on May 10, 2014 at 5:29 PM
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i could see the Doulton plates on the walls. The dark dining room suit the old bur expensive carpet squares on the floor. and in the kitchen the very olf electric fridge with the noisy motor and the gas stove with the aspestice mats to place your saudepans on....
posted by
Kabu
on May 10, 2014 at 2:19 PM
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Well I did not have surviving grannies, but my great aunt was the nearest she worked on a coal yard adjacent to the house wore a cap and sent her son to Oxford to become a Don. As you can imagine her kitchen held the bare essentials.
posted by
C_C_T
on May 10, 2014 at 11:54 AM
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My Muskogee Grandma had a stained-glass window in her parlor. I just loved it. The focus of it was blue climbing morning glories.
My Czech Grandma had a huge kitchen where family could gather. It always fascinated me that she had two cook stoves--one a big gas range that was used for most things, and a huge gray-green monster of a wood-burning stove that was used when my mom was a kid, before gas came through the area. All of grandma's houskas and pies were baked on it.
I love it when Blogit writers make me think of my own past.
posted by
TAPS.
on May 10, 2014 at 10:24 AM
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