They come in brown paper packages, neatly wrapped and packed. A few of the packages have a fragrance. I smell cumin as it passes in front of me and then chocolate and chili powder. I don’t sashay from curtain to curtain singing, “…these are a few of my favorite things,” however, I am filled with glee and anticipation as the waft of fresh paprika crosses with the elegant scent of vanilla bean.
A big white truck has just delivered Christmas to my door in May. The cache is from Morgan Mills, King Aurthur, Mrs. Meyers and a host of others and will be added liberally to our meals all summer long. Yipee, yea, I’ll be cooking on my woodstove soon!
Organizing away my BIG pantry