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Article: APRON STRINGS TIE COOKS TO PAST.(Living)
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- The Cincinnati Post (Cincinnati, OH)
- Article date:
- November 23, 2004
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Byline: Marilyn Gardner Christian Science Monitor
In a drawer near our kitchen, a small stack of aprons lies almost forgotten under dish towels and potholders. But every Thanksgiving, when a marathon of cooking begins, I pull out an apple-green cobbler's apron that belonged to my mother, tie the strings, and reach for the recipe box.
Cocooned in this vintage cotton print from the 1950s, I'm protected from cranberry sauce bubbling on the stove, from flour smudges as I roll out pastry dough, and from grease spatters as I baste the turkey and make gravy. What could be more practical?
Yet aprons, long a cozy symbol of domesticity and motherhood, ...