November 20, 2012
The one uniting factor of gas station coffee everywhere is its insidious taste. I had a recent experience with this phenomena in a little town northwest of here which is named after a big mountain up north.
But I drank it anyway. After all it was the only coffee I had and it reminded me of the untold gallons of coffee I had in little towns before I got all gentrified.
This promotional coffee cup could be considered fair warning to those who use it.
But at least it’d be clean, bleached clean.
It is the size of a normal, roughly 12 ounce mug.
November 20, 2012
This, for me, is the classic wool blanket: the Hudson’s Bay multistripe (or trapper) point blanket. It’s the blanket that evokes hunting camps, old picnics and cozy fall evenings by roaring fires.
This particular one is a four-point* or double/full size and it is in very good to excellent condition. It measure 71 1/2 inches by 88 inches.
*According to Harold Tichenor’s expert volume on point blankets The Collector’s Guide to Point Blankets of the Hudson’s Bay Company and Other Companies Trading in North America the number of points have always been a size indicator and not a code for the exchange rate in Beaver pelts in trading posts. Although often stated as a fact the reality is that the rates of exchange varied on the location of the post and the current state of the trapping market.
Tichenor also suggests that the label style shown on this blanket dates from the 1940′s through about 1955. Given the great condition of this blanket I’m surprised it is that old.
November 19, 2012
This unusual school desk was dropped off with a helpful note: “’50′s era student desk. From New Zealand. Made from solid Kaori wood (only grows in N. Zealand).”
We can also tell by the directions for the care of the rabbit (Things for the Rubbit*) written on the inside of lid that there was a rabbit in the vicinity and the drawings on the lid suggest someone may not have been all that interested in studious activities.
I’d guess that this is a piece that may not be one of a kind but you’ll probably never see another like it again.
24 inches wide, 33 deep and 30 inches tall. There is a hole for an inkwell, a pen groove and the writing surface lifts to expose a storage compartment.
Things for the Rubbit
Please Put food in every morning, take out old food,
Its foods is silver-Beat you will find it in the garden
Stroke it is little.
November 18, 2012
If you have been listening at all to NPR this past week, you will have noticed that many shows have changed their coverage a bit. Think Out Loud and Fresh Air have had guests talking not politics, but food! Specifically discussing how and what to prepare for the perfect Thanksgiving feast. After a year and a half of endless campaign coverage, I welcome this change of pace and focus on how best to fill my belly. I think we’ve all earned a day of gorging ourselves, watching football, parades or dog shows, whichever you prefer. Then blissfully slipping into a tryptophan induced coma for 9-13 hours. (I personally watch all of the Rocky films in sequence. I don’t know how and when this tradition started, but it makes me happy.)
For some, Thanksgiving is a time to get creative in the kitchen. Others prefer to carry on with recipes that have gone unchanged for generations. But regardless of your culinary prowess or willingness to embrace change, everyone knows there are two quintessential ingredients to a traditional Thanksgiving meal: A succulent, golden roasted turkey and mashed potatoes!
Mashed potatoes: The worlds greatest comfort food. Cheap, easy and versatile. A spud properly boiled, mashed and seasoned can warm even the chilliest of hearts. This is where the masher comes in:
For sale at the Tualatin Estate Store is a beautiful vintage potato masher with a butterscotch Bakelite handle. You want to make grandma’s signature taters? Than you’re going to need grandma’s signature tool.
November 16, 2012
The stray cats along the wharfs of the old town were a combination of fearlessness and greased lightning. They’d no compulsion about stealing fisherman’s bait but would be damned if they would be caught hanging about with their prize.
It was a learned instinct as even the most flush fisherman on a Maine wharf* isn’t about to give away for nothing smelt that might later grace a lobster pot and the cats had skin and gut in the game.
This painting of a tabby cat on a wharf piling is signed R. Moore. We’re not sure which R. Moore painted it but we’re pretty certain it’s not any of the famous ones. It measures 7 3/4 by 10 3/4 inches and is guaranteed to be bait free.
*which isn’t to say that this piece isn’t from the west coast. At first glance it makes me think if the dock cats in ‘the other Portland’ but given that we’re on the left coast its probably more likely this was painted close to home.
November 16, 2012
This nice old dining table came in just in time for the upcoming holiday over indulgence campaigns.
It has two drop leaves of just over 12 inches each and it is 41 inches wide. When the drop leaves are in use it measure 50 inches long. There are also two center leaves, one just over 10 inches and the other 11 inches wide for event greater expansion of the table (I wish my pants would be so accommodating) up to 71 inches in maximum length.
It is in good shape although it was refinished in the distant past. as an old piece there is some slight warping to the leaves but this is only a problem if you place them in the wrong order.
Underneath the table is marked “AA Hopson Omaha” which I presume was the mark of the original owner.
UPDATE: One of our intrepid friends (Thanks Susan!) discovered that this might have been the same A.A. Hopson who “had on exhibition a crack line of Single Comb White Leghorns” at the first Tri-City poultry fanciers show at the A. O. U. W. Temple in South Omaha around January 1906. It is reported that “He won generously.”
This would be around the same time as our table.
November 15, 2012
Remember that old carpenters adage that goes measure twice; cut once?
The same thing goes with furniture that needs to fit in a small space.
Hence. . . this wonderful piece that we featured just over a week ago is back. Back like business as usual, back like a schismatic congress unpaid bills and back like a leaking debt ceiling in need of a coat of paint.
Except this is actually a nice piece.
In the event you don’t want to go look at the original post, “This vintage mahogany dressing table measures 46 inches wide, 18 inches deep and it is 66 inches tall to the top of the mirror. It is in excellent condition and it has a piece of glass for the top . . .”