by Robrt L. Pela
This is a watercolor of the blue bowl I mix cake batter in. The painting is by my spouse, Mr. Grossman, who’s good at everything he does because he’s a Jew.
The bowl was a wedding gift to my mother in 1946. It turns up in something like 700 different family candids, because Italian American housewives take pictures of their people eating stuff at every holiday. I used to play a game when I was a kid: Find a Holiday Mealtime Photo of My Family in Which the Blue Bowl Doesn’t Appear.
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