While scrounging around in my kitchen cupboards the other day, I found an unexpected treasure, my mortar and pestle. It was like finding a twinkle in the night sky....
It crushed the dried oregano hanging in my pantry so beautifully, before it was tossed into the red beans and rice....
I felt as if I was kissed. The most fascinating part, the little lip on its porcelain edge.
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2 comments:
That's something I have never had, but always thought to be useful in the kitchen. Glad you rediscovered yours. ;o)
I've always wanted a mortar and pestle, but have never bought one. How nice to find something forgotten and put it to use again.
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