My grandparents made coffee in a percolator on top of the stove. Since my grandmother believed everything Mrs. Olson said, she bought just the richest kind---Folgers.
I always thought the key was the neatest thing. It came attached and you wound it around until it was all one tidy little coil and the lid came off. Too sharp for kids like me to handle.
This is a page from my 2014 Sketchbook Project. Search my name for any digitized pages from previous projects I'm in.
This is a page from my 2014 Sketchbook Project. Search my name for any digitized pages from previous projects I'm in.
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