Once upon a time, I found some tiny glass jars. My inner voice demanded I buy them immediately, so I obeyed (it’s a very convincing voice). At the time, I didn’t know what I would use them for, but this was soon to change, one dark, misty evening. (Full disclaimer: I have no idea what the weather was like that evening.) The first jar was filled with miniature sculpted peaches before I even registered what I was doing. Within the week, I was up to my eyeballs in mini jars of food. Enough to make my food-loving heart happy. And of course, they needed a home. And some potatoes for the pantry. Thankfully I came across this beautiful bell jar to put the finishing touches on the scene. Now if only it was edible. The end.
- 1940’s New York Sanitation Building