Earlier this year my husband, kids, and I moved into my parents home. Most of our kitchen supplies came with us including all of our silverware. My mother’s silverware drawer was already nearing critical mass, but by the magic of those nifty drawer organizers we made room for our set as well. Through the years, some of her spoons have run away from home, but I would say it was a safe bet to assume my mom already had two full sets of silverware before mine moved in.
Last week, catastrophe struck. My mother opened the silverware drawer and the entire drawer crashed to the ground spilling its contents all the over the kitchen floor. With no idea of where to put everything while the broken drawer was tended to, I grabbed a large wicker basket and tossed the not-so-clean-anymore utensils inside. Thankfully, not everything was dirty because some silverware was still left in the dishwasher.
So, the drawer is now fixed and yet…the entire basket is still on the counter full of seemingly unnecessary forks, knives, spoons, and larger serving pieces. Yep, it’s still sitting there and yet by some strange miracle all ten of us have managed to eat for a week without resorting to eating with our fingers. I think that angry silverware that jumped out and attacked us was just wanting to be set free.
Article originally published on 09/10/2010