Lola’s found a new perch, on top of a set of Ikea shelves in the kitchen. It’s the most elevated I’ve ever seen her, and she seems to like it there. I need to get her a nice cushion to relax on, so she can hang out while I’m cooking.
That strange porcelain jug isn’t exactly a kitchen utensil; it’s an Iranian chamber pot. My parents spent the second half of the ‘70s in Tehran, where my dad was the field rep for Pratt & Whitney Aircraft at the Tehran International Airport.
It was sent to me as a Christmas present … I’m assuming it was my dad’s idea. They’re both deceased now, but I can’t bring myself to get rid of the thing. If nothing else, it’s a conversation starter. It’s now relocated, to make more room for Lola.
