I have been looking for a old radio like my grandmother had in her kitchen. Her radio was blue and shiny and it would echo down to the cellar where we would be playing pool. These are memories that I will hold forever in my heart. Nana O. taught me the joy of cooking, she would move through the kitchen with ease, never missing a beat. All along whistling or singing. Everything was always seasoned to perfection and her blueberry pies were amazing!
I found a new website that might be attribute to the death of my bank account, Etsy
Found a friend there too, who knew!