I’ve kept using this beat up old pot for a long time. Mostly because it reminded me of my grandma, since it was the beat up old pot she was getting rid of and it got passed down to me. A very long time ago. It works fine, the food gets cooked. It even got featured in a post about making beans. I liked my self-made tradition of always cooking my beans in this lil’ old pot with a memory imprint. I didn’t really like that lots of the black paint was chipped off, or the thought of all the aluminum I was probably consuming. But it was my bean pot.
I kept meaning to replace it. Then my abue died a few years back. I was told not to attend the funeral. I don’t have many mementos or items from her, just memories and some recipes, so I stupidly kept the pot even longer. But I’m done with silly sentimentality for family.
Time to start a new tradition.





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