A Moving Experience

July 28th, 2011

Well, after much huffing and puffing, much sorting and tossing, and some serious decision-making, the vagabond has moved.  Downsized is the operative term here.  One of the hardest categories in that wrenching process of decision-making was dealing with kitchen tools, favorite dishes:   which glassware? which stew pots and casseroles to bring to the apartment?  Trying to keep the ….” less is more” motto in mind helped.  But what about the wonderful, shiny old meat grinder that clamped onto my grandmother’s counter, or the nesting set of fluted mousse/gâteaux molds in triplicate that won’t find a place on my new,  limited shelving?  Oh, all of those loose-based cake pans cannot come along either! Then there are odd “sets” of glasses, the 5 green-stemmed Riesling glasses I fell for in Alsace; the 3 huge-balloon numbers for Burgundy (when did I last buy a good Burgundy -not that it wasn’t a dream to try one?) or my large, eclectic collection of tiny aquavit/schnapps-sippers.  After I distributed the fish-smoker box, the cast-iron popover pans, and other heavies, there were more lightweight items to ponder.  Vases of all sizes and earthenware tea bowls…where would these fit into my re-adjusted life?  My heart said:  I want them all.  Space-available said:  Choose!

The deep drawers of table linens also have been pulled into the spotlight during these days of judgement.  Not only do I suffer from a great affection for vintage tabletop – from ’40′s family heirlooms to ’50′s and ’60′s Merimekko, but the napkins that are vital to setting an interesting table literally weigh in as well. With a little close inspection, some have slight tears to be mended or spots to be dipped…how much time and attention do these old table-top dearies deserve?

I’d be interested in reading about your experiences, and any advice!

More musings to follow soon…after the box is packed for the collectibles-brocante dealer!