Cranky Complaints-Lady Buys BOOKS! (or tries to)

The Pesach process...

First, empty the kitchen completely, like you're moving out. Ted did that part. Yay!

Then, scrub, scrub, scrub 'till you're dizzy from the fumes.

Now, haul out the tinfoil and freezer paper.
Coat the oven in tinfoil.
Coat the shelves and drawers in freezer paper.
Lay coroplast over the counters and tape it down.

Time to unpack the dishes!

After years of hauling these things up and down, and right in the centre of a box of perfectly-packed plates, bowls and cups (with layers of newspaper between them and everything - yay, last-year Ted!), I found one broken fleishik plate.

You have to understand - this has been a perfect set. I can never keep a perfect set of dishes, but this one has been the exception.

Through two marriages, four kids, across the country, six (?) homes... it has not lost a single piece: 8 bowls, 8 cups, 8 saucers, 8 small plates, 8 big plates. Well, 7 big plates now.

I guess the broken one is my father's.