I don't collect cow doo-dads, but you wouldn't know it to look at my kitchen.
I bought the white cow creamer in the middle a few years ago because it reminded me of Code of the Woosters. A friend of mine saw it and got the kitchy 60's plastic creamer for me as a joke. My mom noticed, and presented me with the cow egg separator on the left. I figured, Why fight it? and grabbed the butter dish on Ebay. (Two bucks...can't beat it.) Now all I need are cow salt and pepper shakers.
Damn. I think this means I collect cow doo-dads.
Monday, February 4, 2008
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Posted by R.J. Keller at 2/04/2008
Labels: collecting, cows, family life, friends, kitchen
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My mom noticed, and presented me with the cow egg separator on the left.
Wow. You learn something new every day. And I always thought cows actually gave birth to calves. Duh me. Odd, though. I've never actually seen a cow sitting on a nest ....
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