From Michele, in coastal New England:
We were together for more than three decades, two sharing this pantry which he built. When we parted, this was the most difficult room to face.
Memories of preparing and sharing meals together weighed so heavy that I finally threw open the doors and bared the cupboards. All of what he liked best in one pile to give to him, mine in another. Where there were two and even three of an item, I shared. Oh yes, I kept some of the special stuff just for me.
I painted the walls a brilliant white, added an overhead light and then got rid of the plastic baggies he so loved which feel disgusting after six months.
I switched to glass containers and arranged the pantry so it made sense to me, even alphabetizing my spices, I’m embarrassed to say. Reclaiming the pantry as a room of my own gave me hope and faith that I will continue to share food, life and love with others.
On Saturdays, we peek into Other People's Pantries.
Come on -- show us your pantry.
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