I totally identify with Ann!
At least she's smart enough to wear an apron. It took me 55+ years to break down and wear one, having ruined sooooo many shirts and always the best ones, because that final step with the splatter of hot olive oil ALWAYS ends up on me. Stains! Stains! Better to let the apron take it on, and cast it into the laundry.
I spend more time with aprons on than I do without. I'm wearing one right now. I love aprons! Thankfully it was a cute one, and apparently I was wearing it well.
LOL - it's a true story?
My mother-in-law had a lovely collection of colorful aprons from the 1940s but I never saw her wear an apron, even when cooking her epic roast duckling holiday dinner. How did she do it...
Yes, and I'd walked down Main Street Nyack with it on before I settled myself on a bar stool at Maureen's Jazz Cellar, at which point I noticed my red and white striped apron.
I hope your "dearth" of photos does not include a lack of THIS photo.... classic!!!!
Maureen's Jazz Cellar!!
You've mentioned this iconic and necessary place before. And I missed this one, four months ago:
https://steemit.com/music/@owasco/musical-market-friday
and this!
https://steemit.com/freewrite/@owasco/crazy