Ever since we bought our house, my mother has been all about slowly dropping off any random stuff that I still had at my parent’s house. Most of it I was expecting – old pictures and other stuff I had asked her to hold on to. Then it started to get a bit more interesting – I got a fair amount of art that I had created in elementary school among other things.
On her last trip, she dropped off the best thing yet: her old pyrex bowl.
She never uses it anymore and it has been sitting in the back of a kitchen cabinet for a while now. My mother figured that it belonged in my collection and I’m very excited to have it.
This is the bowl I learned to bake it. I remember using it to mix together countless boxed cake and brownie mixes.
(I said I learned how to bake with this bowl, not that I learned to bake well with it… that’s where my mother’s stand mixer came in and she gave that to me a few years back)