The most reliable salt and pepper you ever knew.
For this, day 50 of my daily blogs about life as mother to Charlie, I just have a couple simple, random thoughts.
Tristan and I were married over 2 years ago. We received many wonderful gifts. Tonight, as I was home waiting for the boys to arrive home after a long day at work and Nana’s house respectively, I decided to make myself an egg salad sandwich. As I loaded up my bread, I decided to top it with a little salt and pepper. That’s when it hit me…
In two years and four months, we’ve never run out of salt and pepper.
Same shakers, never refilled.
In fact, when I have to refill them I will not know how. I’m sure I can figure it out, but by shaking them a bit I’m glad to hear that they are both still well over half full.
I don’t know if this is a good thing, that we don’t eat a lot of salt. OR, the most shameful evidence that we are horrible cooks and eat out too much.
Either way, what a great gift.