I love Aprons

I love aprons.  Frilly ones, fancy ones, plain ones, big ones and little ones.  A lunch lady apron or a diner waitress apron, they come in so many different shapes and cuts, its impossible to not think they are fun and cool.

I remember cooking when I was five.  I distinctly remember dragging a chair over to the stove, getting my tiny, one egg frying pan with the wood handle and making an egg.  I really remember that I was unsupervised and I was all jazzed that I could use the gas stove all my self.  I also remember rummaging through the napkins, dish towels and kitchen towels to find an apron when I wanted to make some breakfast for myself.

My dad has always cooked, for the family and just for fun, so my mom liked to buy him aprons.  But he never liked them.  They would go in the pantry and I would find them and wear them.  There was one apron that I really liked and I always wore it.  It was a Tobasco apron with the big McIlheny Tobasco symble on the front. 

The real reason that this has come to mind is my mom bought me super cool apron while she was in Califorina and I totally love it.  Not only is it a black and white print, but it has a ruffle at the bottom and it makes me feel like a 1950's housewife.  Except with better appliances.