One of the most amazing things about every visit that I make to my mom is that I invariably come back to my home with my car packed with goodies. My last visit was no different.
One of the reasons I went to visit last weekend was that my mom had a lot of scrap metal she wanted to get rid of. She casually asked me at one point to go into the basement and get the pressure cooker from a storage closet. About twenty minutes later, I finally came up from the basement, laughing. Because this is what I found:
The coolest thing I found in that closet, though, came home with me.
This juicer was my grandmother’s, making it from around the 1930s. While the paint may be mostly missing, there is no doubt how awesome it is. And, with a little bit of cleaning, it will still be usable as the handle is still fully functional.
Between estate sales and my mom’s house, my kitchen is becoming an assortment of antique, vintage, and just plain old funky kitchen accessories, and I couldn’t be more pleased.