Brillo to the rescue!!!

When I moved across two states lines just over 5 years ago, I snuck a Demitasse spoon out of my parents utensil drawer. This little spoon’s primary function is for stirring sugar and/or cream into black coffee (espresso/cappuccino). It can also be used for feeding babies (or pretending to feed my babydolls as a child) and in my house, it is also used as a chocolate pudding spoon.

My dad makes the best chocolate pudding. So what if it comes from a box. The trick is…no…can’t give that away. The best part is sitting around the table during a family get together and the Demitasse spoon that you just used for your delicious home-made black coffee magically turns into the chocolate pudding spoon. Now that I am out on my own, it also magicially turns into an ice cream spoon. And a decorating spoon for when I bake cookies or cakes. This spoon is utilized more than my #1 kitchen knife.

I am afraid to write this post. I know my mother will most likely read it and tell my father. Besides my confession of stealing one of his Demitasse spoons from the utensil drawer, I have a bigger confession. I lost the spoon.

I know. I KNOW!! How could I have lost this tiny spoon? It never did anything to me. But it gets worse. Oh…so much worse.

I was doing the dishes today and I dumped out a bowl of soapy water that I had some utensils soaking it. As I was loading the dishwasher, the little spoon stood out in my stainless steel sink. My guy must have found it somewhere and dropped it in my sudsey bowl. I picked it up and looked at it. I was elated that I found it until..oh no. No no no…it must’ve fell into the trash and went straight into the burn barrel.

Yes. My spoon, that I stole from my parents house, went through the fires of hell before coming back to me.

I used to watch people take their rusty muskets and use a brillo pad on their barrels. I was hoping the same would work on my spoon. One hour, cramped hands and one Brillo pad later, I gave up. I got most of the scorches out, but it still wasn’t perfect. Then I found the Wenol. (it’s made in Germany, so you know it’s good).

Okay. So the spoon STILL wasn’t “perfect”. I can settle for 95%. For now.

I did notice something. I’ve lived in this house for 3 years, wiped my counter down goodness knows how many times and just noticed the pattern.

I can’t help but wonder what else I haven’t noticed about this house. But at least I have my spoon back. I’m putting it in the china cabinet. Never touching it again.

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