Two pots - true story
The two pots I just recently moved to a new apartment. It has not been an easy move so I am still struggling with packing and unpacking stuff. I have a beautiful place with a kitchen that is bigger than many. I want to keep it tidy and clutter free. I don’t wish to throw away things away that I have worked so hard to acquire, unless I absolutely have to. I am therefore putting everything useful together, and keeping them appealing to the eye. That is my opinion. In my house and kitchen, I believe in having most things handy for when I need them. My struggle right now is between two pots. Really, just one. I had put it on the trash heap, ready to go out when I realized I needed a bigger pot to steam some vegetables I wanted to eat. I took it back since I did not have another pot big enough to fit the steamer. Later, I found another pot the same size as it. I decided this one would replace it. But now I am torn apart. The pot (the black one), even if it does not have the