Aprons

I don’t remember ever wearing an apron, until my birthday in December 2009. My friend and I had a joint birthday celebration and part of the unexpected delight revolved around the two of us cooking for a few hours before our guests arrived. And up until that day, I had always thought of myself as someone who “didn’t cook.” Well, slowly but surely as I’m touring through life, a new world of apron-wearing and cooking is opening up and I find it deliciously fun. It feels as if I’m impersonating a cook. I’m putting on the costume of a domestic worker and embodying that spirit of domestic creativity. I bought this apron at Rainbow grocery in San Francisco. It’s pretty fabulous and I hope that fabulosity spills over into the food I make and any other things I do to make my home and life more enjoyable.

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