I love this story of Aprons. I remember so well my mothers and grandmothers aprons. I can see them now in the kitchen with that apron on; outside in the summer time sitting under a huge shade tree breaking beans from a handful they placed in their aprons; I remember my mother collecting eggs from the hen house and carrying them in her apron as she walked to the house. And now, I also wear an apron...mainly to protect my clothes while I cook but also as a tradition passed down to me from the two most important women in my life!
Posted on: Mon, 01 Sep 2014 19:15:14 +0000
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