Years ago, when I was visiting my then-girlfriend, later wife, and later late wife in her Pittsburgh apartment with her roommate, one of them would make dinner. (This was before I became a major cook.) As a result, it seemed fair that I would do the dishes. One evening I was criticized for not washingContinue reading “Stacking Plates?”
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Wash Day!
For some reason, I recently recalled my mother’s washing day routine. Maybe I was musing on the changes in laundry technology; I’m not sure. But her machine was definitely from the mid-20th century. It was a so-called wringer washer. I looked for a photo on the web, and had never before realized how much someContinue reading “Wash Day!”