vintage
ok, this story is just too cool not to blog about. first, a bit of history: i was born with expensive taste. as long as i can remember, i have always unknowingly preferred the more expensive of two things when asked to choose. "champagne taste, beer budget" as the saying goes.
now in my 40's, i truly believe in owning and using a few nice things. so for a while now, of course, i've been watching the prices of le creuset cookware. (note: a doll-size pan, the equivalent of 2 adult bite's-worth goes for $20, you get the idea and on up from there, an average of $10 per square spoonful area). and, of course, the one i had my eye on the most was over $300...on sale.
(one of the most wasteful stories of note is that a friend of mine knows a lady who has the entire le creuset line and doesn't even cook. hers are for display only!? travesty. i just wanted one.)
i was looking at them just yesterday in fact, while a friend and i were strolling, coffees in hand, decompressing from the work week and just in general perusing beautiful things. i saw the pot in question and yes, it was still over $300. i said, "if someone is careless enough to give one of these things to a thrift store, i'm going to keep my eyes open!"
it just so happened that i needed to drop a load of used items off at the local goodwill en route home, so i thought i'd go in and do a quick lap. just for fun, i walked down the dish aisle, not expecting anything great. my eye caught a glimpse of green enameled cookware with cast iron interior..."it couldn't be..." i said under my breath, expecting it to be a cheap imitation. but when i picked it up and turned it over, sure enough, "made in france" was stamped on the back. i had found my le creuset! the poor woman next to me graciously endured my exclamations of disbelief and delight about how i was just looking at these less than an hour before and how could it be that i was finding the very same cookware for $14.99?
it's vintage, for sure. and i love it. it's the kind of pot that can do anything; the kind i'll cook with literally until the end of my days, until i'm happily vintage right along with it.
now in my 40's, i truly believe in owning and using a few nice things. so for a while now, of course, i've been watching the prices of le creuset cookware. (note: a doll-size pan, the equivalent of 2 adult bite's-worth goes for $20, you get the idea and on up from there, an average of $10 per square spoonful area). and, of course, the one i had my eye on the most was over $300...on sale.
(one of the most wasteful stories of note is that a friend of mine knows a lady who has the entire le creuset line and doesn't even cook. hers are for display only!? travesty. i just wanted one.)
i was looking at them just yesterday in fact, while a friend and i were strolling, coffees in hand, decompressing from the work week and just in general perusing beautiful things. i saw the pot in question and yes, it was still over $300. i said, "if someone is careless enough to give one of these things to a thrift store, i'm going to keep my eyes open!"
it just so happened that i needed to drop a load of used items off at the local goodwill en route home, so i thought i'd go in and do a quick lap. just for fun, i walked down the dish aisle, not expecting anything great. my eye caught a glimpse of green enameled cookware with cast iron interior..."it couldn't be..." i said under my breath, expecting it to be a cheap imitation. but when i picked it up and turned it over, sure enough, "made in france" was stamped on the back. i had found my le creuset! the poor woman next to me graciously endured my exclamations of disbelief and delight about how i was just looking at these less than an hour before and how could it be that i was finding the very same cookware for $14.99?
it's vintage, for sure. and i love it. it's the kind of pot that can do anything; the kind i'll cook with literally until the end of my days, until i'm happily vintage right along with it.
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