Cinderella shops story (2)

Having met thousands of people in all the years I collected, wrote about antiques, traveled, and sold antiques I have never met anyone meaner than the Cincinnati woman I was about to see way- too -often.  As it turned out, with my business, I actually paid tuition for two of her daughters to go through college with my glass buying, so  I don't know why she treated me like Cinderella, but she did and I took it because I wanted what she had to sell. Glenda and I arrived at her home invited and on time.   She met us at the door and was not going to let Glenda in the house. (Glenda was the one who found her and then called me over.) She was to wait in the car.  Well, I was having none of that, so I was reluctantly prepared to leave. The woman could see dollar signs driving out of sight. She sighed, and let us both in.  I must say it was a glorious old house and one that she did not fit into or deserve, but I digress. We were instructed to walk down the long hall and not to glance side-ways but straight ahead to the dining room with its long, very long, table. (As I write I am getting more upset by the treatment that we accepted.) We were instructed to sit, and like dogs, we did. She walked over to a closet and cracked open the door just enough to allow her fat ass to fit and block our view. She did not realize the view I had was a crack of light through the hinged part of the door and the view was astounding...an entire closet full of shelves of twinkling toy glass. I was stunned and Glenda noted the paleness of my face and feared I was going to faint. I, on the other hand, feared I was going to strangle the bitch.  She asked if I had brought cash and I said I did (kind of like a drug deal) and so it began. This went on for years until I had cleaned out her entire collection of glass and wrote a book about the subject, but I am getting ahead of the story.  Andy had driven me to Cincinnati every time after the only Glenda trip and she was not going to let him in the house either and he had the money!  He was to wait in the car. Well, I nearly let it go and again was ready to leave, but we were to make one last buy by cleaning out the remainder of the toy glass and pricing each and every individual piece as another kind of punishment.  (Seems she did not like men either.)  The eight-hour clean out of the closet was not fun. Yes, Andy and I sat there and piece by piece priced each and every piece of glass that was left in the closet.  She never asked if we needed the facilities (kind of like the movie The Help), never offered us any of the crackers and cheese she treated herself to in front of us, (kind of made me want to bake her a special pie)... and yet we put up with it for eight hours and were, in my estimation, now, very silly, kind, and accommodating. We were never rude to her and that seemed to insight more rudeness from her. I knew she had toy china too, but I was not willing to go through years of her company once the glass was gone. I had long been traveling and buying by then and had several book deals with two publishers and only saw her once at a Columbus show years later. She knew she would never see me or my money again. She flung her last insult at me and the next thing I knew someone told me she was dead. (I didn't do it.)

A memories spree (story 1)

 I am on a memories spree thinking about and writing about my days of collecting. I know what caused it but do not remember the exact date that it began. I was teaching and met an interesting woman and we became friends. She and her husband invited us to their little bungalow on some estate on Sciota River Road. The minute I walked into this charming little house everything became small.  There were what I called miniatures everywhere. Little furniture strategically placed with tiny punch bowl and cups in glass, little covered butters with matching sugar bowls, creamers, and spooners comprising a set. Glass took over my life in that couple of hours that we spent there.  I could not wait to get home and start researching.  That was a problem.  There was no research to be had and believe me, I looked because I was obsessed. The need to find these items became my prime goal and the hunt was on. It was meant to be, because I read there was a 'show' in Cincinnati within a couple of weeks and we were going to be in Cincinnati visiting relatives, so I asked my sister-in-law if she wanted to venture to the convention building to see this event.  As we climbed the steps I kept asking, do you think they sell these items or are they just showing them off like a museum?  Well, obviously she did not know, but I speculated on. I remember opening the double doors and bam,  there it was in all its glory, The Cox Antiques Show, my first of hundreds. This was the late seventies and it was a most exciting period in my life...and a costly one. Never mind, it was a great investment in life and I was happy to be able to contribute to the family funds from then on up to 2005 when I ended it.

As Glenda and I walked into the show, I was able to gasp out instructions of what to look for. She was a clever girl and took one aisle and I took another and all of a sudden I heard her scream, "Doris, come here, hurry." Well, now she's done it, she's broken something...I looked for an exit. But, she was the driver and I had to face it.  I found her grinning from ear to ear, bless her heart now and forever. There in front of us was an entire six-foot table covered with miniature glass, exactly what I was looking for and, it was for sale. I was gobsmacked! The dealer knew she had a sucker on the hook and she played it cool. Finally, I bought a table stand a matching lemonade set in the Nursery Rhyme pattern for $90. had I lost my mind I wondered while asking if she had more glass at home.  She grumpily admitted she did and I brazenly asked if I could come back next weekend to shop at her home and she begrudgingly (an act) said that  I could. And, we are off...more next time.

Made for children, enjoyed by adults

 In 1990 a representative from a magazine called Early American Life came to interview me and to take pictures of some of my collection for a six-page Christmas spread in their magazine.  Today I was opening some cupboards that had been closed for years and I found a copy of this offering. I had written the article and forgot that I knew so much about children's china and glassware. (I don't now.) lol.   Seeing the pictures took me back to a very hectic but enjoyable period in my life.  I was teaching full time, writing books about these sets, traveling to London and Paris,  every spare moment morphed into the world of children's toys, girlie toys. The collection spread and started including beautiful toy furniture or furniture made especially for little girls to have tea parties and to make tableaux with their dolls and dishes. One very very exciting day I discovered eBay. Another world opened up and suddenly I was buying the toys, picturing and writing about them, and, dealing dishes was added to my busy schedule.  It took over, actually and I did not collect anymore.  I worked for my customers and did not want to compete with them collection wise.  I did not want them to think I kept the best and sold them the rest.  There was enough competition in these collecting groups as it was.  Andy and I had conventions here, we took some groups on tours to London and Paris and this field and the people in it took over my life. I retired from teaching and I noticed that it was time to get out of the toy dishes realm and I eased into another field.  I did this time after time.  Something told me this is it for this collecting field and I eased away until in 2005 I stopped it all--I have kept a few favorite pieces, especially the furniture which is such a wonderful thing; these items are spread around the house for me to enjoy and remember where I was and what happened in that space of time. If you are a collector, you know what I am talking about.

                                               

                                 

Cheese bread croutons and potato soup with shrimp

 Today I am in cooking gear.  I made potato soup with shrimp and vegetables and then made cheese croutons from a loaf of Carfagna's cheese bread.  Andy says I should sell these and he has eaten a ton of them, so he should know.

                                    

capturing memories

 We had a glorious sunny day to greet three members of the family that we had not seen for a long time. We spent the day eating and catching up and there was a puzzle to be completed. (That did not happen though Kathy put in the most pieces, I must admit.)We had two nice meals and Kathy brought lovely banana bread to add to the table.  Since I have sworn off baking of any kind, I was glad to see that contribution. Tales of the past flowed freely as drinks were consumed and refreshed.  We were able to spend some time sitting in the sun because it blessed us all day here in mid-January 2021...maybe an omen of good things to come in this new year. One can only hope.

So, I've made a soup of left-overs which is what I usually do so the slow cooker is burbling away and we will have a delicious memory of all being together yesterday. Again, Kathy brought some tasty white wine meant to be heated, like a mulled wine, and it was really good.

We talked briefly about a picture day with everyone gathering all the loose pictures of relatives and events in our lives to create yet another album to preserve the past for future generations. We would spend the day eating and sorting and inserting these memories into albums and selecting someone to be the care keeper of these albums showing people in our lives. Maybe as soon as we have been given the shots needed for safety.  I think Andy and I are due in the next couple of weeks according to our doctor.

Talk to you later.

Shhh, company's coming

 I hardly know how to act.  We are having company for the first time in about a year. Only three people from Cincinnati, but we have not seen any of them for ages. They are breaking rank and coming to Columbus-, It is hard to imagine what we are all in store for after yesterday's debacle at the Capitol. Of course, we had seen it in Oregon and other places but it is unsettling. Now foreign countries can see how easy it was to do that because we were unprepared. Who knew?? I read where the UK is shut completely down due to the virus until mid-February. I feel sorry for those in business.

I am cooking for the three like it was for 20.  It feels good to cook big again but there will be leftovers...I may send them to Cincinnati. I will ask Matt to bring his little family over; they can polish off some of the food. 

 I have a few new items to try out on the guests, so I will let you know how they turn out.

Later then.

Happy 2021

 Things are looking up already in 2021...the return of my favorite television show Escape to the Chateau, only 20 rooms to go, starts the new series Monday night at 10:00 on channel 7 in Columbus; WOSU public television. I could not have come at a more needed time; something to look forward to as we continue to stay home. Nate, the traveler, however, is in Florida and loving every minute.  He took an apartment on the beach and is playing it safe but interesting. He is also communicating to me, at least.  He normally disappears for three months and we only know he is alive by Facebook pictures. Things are indeed looking up.  He wants us to come to Florida and cited happy older couples everywhere. That's us all right.

I have not cooked a thing today, nor cleaned a thing. It is a lazy day and a take out eating day for the two of us. I told you things would be better starting a new year. Enjoy yourselves.

Note:  Don't get excited about Escape to the Chateau...another rerun instead of a new series! Very disappointing.

Many Branches 2021

Hang on to your old appliances

 We had best keep our old appliances in good condition.  I first noticed the strangeness of washing machines about four years ago when we gifted our grandson and his wife with a washer and dryer as a house warming present.  Then, when Stacy had a baby I was helping out at the house and tried to do some washing.  I had bought the large capacity washer and dryer and noticed the washer was struggling during the wash cycle.  I looked in the tub and it had no standing water at all just a bit of water around the clothes and the clothes were tight and fighting to move for lack of water.  Matt said that is how the new appliances are nowadays and there is no way to make the machine add more water.  It is very stressful on the fabric of the clothes. Beth and Mike just bought a new washer and I fear they are in for a big surprise.

Anyway, I read that an environmental group is suing the president for his comments about the regulations on appliances and showerheads and the like.  I agree with the president, this is not the business of the government, since they cannot take care of the business for which they were elected.  They act like children and yet they take the rights of the people paying their salaries. I hear that all appliances are affected and I shudder to think about dishwashers; they are my favorite appliances. The repairmen are going to make a lot of money in the future so you best find one and make him a cake because you will be seeing a lot of him in the future. And, if you have an old appliance to sell, you might rethink the price you are asking.

I told you about the potato soup I was making and that I was scattering in a bag of mixed seafood.  It was a delicious concoction and the bagged, frozen, seafood mixture came from...who else, Trader Joe. 

This is New Year's eve day and I rush to wish you all a better coming year, and a happy one. I don't know what is coming but I think it will be better than 2020.

Now you see him, now you don't

 Nate has started his three months of touring the world, but this time he is sticking to America because of the virus. Southern, winter -warm America probably with some skiing here and there. Little is said about it and poof, one day he is gone, and today was the day.

I have been getting cheese bread from Carfagna's for years but had never toasted it. Ohhhhh, you are missing out if you have never done that for your mouth. Made into croutons it is even better to snack on or to dab in your soup or sprinkle on your salads...I know salads are big in January, so I hope you will try it. Weiland's on Indianola also bakes it fresh for your pleasure.

I have an urge for potato soup with added seafood today.  I don't know what you call that, and maybe I made it up, but that is the way we like it. I have a nice frozen package of various seafood items and I thought I'd sprinkle them in at the last moment. I am getting hungry as I think about this.

We are looking forward to the new year with great anticipation. We are not free yet, but I think we are getting there. I have started cleaning cupboards and drawers and kitchen areas like the long baking counter which I look at with love remembering the Newark flea market in England where I discovered it, paid for it, then forgot the tent that it was in--there were hundreds of dealers, tents, buildings, but my shipper found it and there it is in all of its pine glory in my kitchen along with many fond memories of my trips abroad.

Beef blowout

I am sure you have been wondering how the log of beef from Carfagna's served on Christmas day. That was quite a day with my first meltdown in years. The poor roast and anyone who got in my way did not fare so well.  Let's just say it was not my best shining moment but Beth brought me down, soothed my nerves, and saved the day. (That and wine.) She's good at both. The roast was perfect, the sides were delicious and especially the corn.  I still can't figure out what made the corn so good.  I think I put a lot of thyme that I had been drying into the corn with red sweet peppers and some Hidden Valley dry seasoning.  Anyway, I hope to replicate that someday.  The leftover beef has been used in two dishes and the third will be today: beef stew with the beef dropped in at the last moment so it would not overcook; beef and noodles, and today for the third round, and the last, stir-fried rice with beef. Beth had made cheese grits and sweet bacon for breakfast for us all--all five of us. It was a good start to the day. But the day was not what I had expected of 2020 and I cannot wait for the year to shuffled on out of here on Friday.

The furnaces are working overtime around here and I am up early to start the day for some reason. I keep checking the heating system and each room to make sure nothing is amiss. I am not sure what has brought on this angst. I usually don't mind winter, but somehow I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop this year...or what is left of it.

On a happy note, only two and a half more months until spring.

Happy new year and may it settle us all down so that we can get a grip.

Merry Christmas

 Beth and I had a glorious run yesterday.  We covered five stores and had lunch...we were the only people in the large restaurant at Easton.  The other five places were hardly crowded.  The only place that was humming was Whole Foods and I must say Whole Foods is back in my good graces, not that they care, but it was not quite as elegant as it once was, but I can trade that for their reasonable prices. I remember when Whole Foods came to town and opened at Sawmill. It reminded me of the markets in California sixty years ago.  Now it is a bit shabby and there is no big display of iced down fish...My neighbor and I would select a whole salmon, I would cook it and give her half. They had fish of every kind.  The produce was so fresh and the bakery was simply glorious... like a French patisserie. I was having a Christmas open house for around 75 people and I bought all of the baked goods from that glorious spot in the Sawmill Whole Foods. (The prices were wonderful for about a month and when they had us hooked, up they went, and out I went.) People started calling it Whole Pay Check instead of Whole Foods.

So, after our runaround, we had a chance to relax for an hour and then new troops arrived for the first Christmas meal and unwrap.  Matt's little family arrived and I must say those two little girls must be outstanding. (We never had girls, so we think everything they do is proof that they are exceptional.)  Madeleine, just four, can hold an intelligent conversation which amazes us. She also tells EVERYTHING she knows, has heard, and a bit more. One serious discussion was how Mother had to call Santa twice this week and he had to put her in the naughty book. She's not too worried, however, because her grandpa will take care of any of her wants and needs. Mike is simply over the moon about those two girls.

Have a glorious Christmas and please pray that 2021 will restore peace and prosperity to our nation.