For Christmas, my grandmother gave me a treasure, truly: her set of painted Pyrex mixing bowls. They’d been in her kitchen since forever and are thoroughly loved and well used. I’ve been seeking a set of vintage Pyrex mixing bowls exactly like this, searched antique stores, even made a failed bid on eBay. But to have her set … well, it’s an honor.
At a few months past her 90th birthday, Grandma still cooks for herself. Simply, but still. In fact, she stirred up a batch of homemade noodles to give us along with the bowls. It was the last thing she made in them. So I vow to use them with care and love.
When I untied the bow on the cardboard box and saw what was inside, I cried. I did. (And I just might again as I’m writing this.) So did my aunt and mother, who knew what Grandma was giving to me. Immediately, the three Letterman ladies recalled all the good things that had been made and served in these bowls. Tuna salad, for easy Friday night suppers. Pimento cheese spread for sandwiches. Cake batter, primarily Duncan Hines spice cake, a birthday favorite. Cookie dough. Noodles.
Tucked in the smallest bowl was a Post-it note reading: Do NOT put in dishwasher. I won’t Grandma, promise. But I will use these mixing bowls, just as you always have, to prepare good food for the people I love.