My ILs came to visit. They brought with them an enclosed trailer stuffed to the gills with stuff for us. Really awesome, nice stuff for the most part.
A lovely little wooden table and chairs for DD, a grill for DH, a sled, a wagon, and 47 large boxes of kitchen stuff from DH's late grandmother.
GMIL loved to entertain, loved William-Sonoma, Cuisinart, All-Clad, Le Creuset, and Caphalon. GMIL sold real estate and was very good at it, made lots of money and liked to shop. She had
impeccable, expensive taste.
Among the treasures they brought us are a professional silver Kitchen Aid mixer (with some attachments); a three inch thick crosscut maple cutting board from W-S, still in plastic; a gorgeous copper double boiler with a ceramic insert; a Cuisinart blender; a red enameled A-C stock pot; a LeC turreen; and a complete, unopened set of 24 Martha Stewart paste food colors.
There are also 14 (I kid you not, fourteen) Bundt cake pans, all in different shapes- hearts, flowers, stars, a rose, a cathedral, fall leaves, etc. Not to mention all the little cupcake and muffin tins of various shapes.
And sheet pan after sheet pan. Cooling racks. Springforms. Loaf pans, in every size. Pie plates, in every size. Half a dozen tart pans. As many casserole dishes. A dozen pans, a dozen pots. And a small refrigerator box completely stuffed full of Tupperware- no, not gladware, Tupperware, the name brand originator.
Much of this stuff is still in its original wrapping. All of it is like new.
While I am blown away by my ILs generosity and all the effort they put into bringing us thousands of dollars of stuff, my basement and garage are totally full. It is going to take me all summer to sift thru this stuff, and I am afraid it's going to be showdown after showdown with DH, who is not a packrat EXCEPT when it comes to kitchen stuff.
I am embarrassed for thinking any negative thoughts right now, when I should ONLY be praising our good fortune. Somebody talk some sense into me.
A lovely little wooden table and chairs for DD, a grill for DH, a sled, a wagon, and 47 large boxes of kitchen stuff from DH's late grandmother.
GMIL loved to entertain, loved William-Sonoma, Cuisinart, All-Clad, Le Creuset, and Caphalon. GMIL sold real estate and was very good at it, made lots of money and liked to shop. She had
impeccable, expensive taste.Among the treasures they brought us are a professional silver Kitchen Aid mixer (with some attachments); a three inch thick crosscut maple cutting board from W-S, still in plastic; a gorgeous copper double boiler with a ceramic insert; a Cuisinart blender; a red enameled A-C stock pot; a LeC turreen; and a complete, unopened set of 24 Martha Stewart paste food colors.
There are also 14 (I kid you not, fourteen) Bundt cake pans, all in different shapes- hearts, flowers, stars, a rose, a cathedral, fall leaves, etc. Not to mention all the little cupcake and muffin tins of various shapes.
And sheet pan after sheet pan. Cooling racks. Springforms. Loaf pans, in every size. Pie plates, in every size. Half a dozen tart pans. As many casserole dishes. A dozen pans, a dozen pots. And a small refrigerator box completely stuffed full of Tupperware- no, not gladware, Tupperware, the name brand originator.
Much of this stuff is still in its original wrapping. All of it is like new.
While I am blown away by my ILs generosity and all the effort they put into bringing us thousands of dollars of stuff, my basement and garage are totally full. It is going to take me all summer to sift thru this stuff, and I am afraid it's going to be showdown after showdown with DH, who is not a packrat EXCEPT when it comes to kitchen stuff.
I am embarrassed for thinking any negative thoughts right now, when I should ONLY be praising our good fortune. Somebody talk some sense into me.
: Dude, OP, can I BE you??? That's AWESOME! I'd sort CAREFULLY, gift the new things you can't use to gourmet friends (if you have them) and maybe ebay the rest and save the money, or spend it on wonderful organic ingredients to prepare with all of that lovely stuff! And thank your inlaws!
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