The Power of an Apron

I love cute aprons. They somehow transform me into a different person in the kitchen. Suddenly, my confidence is boosted and I am a chef... ready to create. Not the kind of chef that wears a white jacket and a fancy hat, but the kind that cranks out comfort food filled with warmth and nostalgia. The kind that bakes cookies all day and makes homemade marshmallows for hot chocolate. The kind that can pull together a delicious dinner from whatever is in the pantry. Perhaps that is more of a home cook than a chef, but why spoil my fantasy with technical details? The bottom line is I feel fearless in my apron. The particular apron that inspired this post was sent to me by a dear friend. It was purchased from an artist in Jamestown, NC who recycles vintage clothes into adorable aprons and purses. The charm of something handcrafted is priceless. The love that went into making it, as well as the love that went into gifting it, will certainly translate to the food that is made while wearing it. Superheroes have capes to make them invincible... I have an apron. Game on.

For anyone interested, the artist's email is kboynton@triad.rr.com. She does not currently have a website.