We went to an estate sale this morning not too far from us. The kitchen was an immediate left as soon as you walked in the front door. Anthony pointed out a few cookbooks sitting next to the sink so I started looking through them. At the very bottom was a small red binder. I opened it up and immediately saw handwriting. Lots of it. Jackpot!!! Now, this sale was a family run sale. It wasn't being put on by a company. So, the daughter and son were there trying to get rid of their mother's stuff. I asked the daughter how much it was and as she flipped though it for a second, I knew she wasn't going to let it go. I was right. She got a little emotional and said, "I'm sorry, I can't let this one go. It's got my mother's handwritten recipes in it. I thought we went through everything and I guess we missed this one. I'm so sorry." Dang it! SO close. I told her that I understood. I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. So, while it sucks that I missed out on such a treasure (and I'm telling you there was A LOT of goodies in there), I'm happy that it's staying in the family.
On to the next sale :)
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