Here are my favourite teapots, Japanese cast iron beauties. The big one is a gift from my parents on my 30th birthday, the smaller one I got subsequently from W the following Christmas. The black one can accomodate about four tea drinkers whereas the second one will suit an avid tea fanatic or two restrained élégantes.
They're really sturdy yet so beautiful and keep tea warm for quite a while. They feel quite grown up and worldly to me (two characteristics I otherwise lack!)
The pestle and mortar, so beloved by Jamie Oliver, is a souvenir I bought while holidaying on La Réunion. This is the island of one half of my ancestors, where various cultural groups live in harmony. A volcanic gem of green beauty, wild flowers and steep valleys.
This pestle and mortar is made out of volcanic stone found in the bed of a dry river. A little piece of the island, as it were.
This is my darling cookie tin, bought a few years back when we lived in Aachen, in a Dutch shop called Xenos, which I loved to visit as it had lots of bath and kitchen gimmicks, and also some exotic food items. I must confess that I bought it for my Mum, but ended up so in love with it that I couldn't bear to part with it. My mum also has a thing for vintage tins and owns many so don't worry, she can live without this one. I like to line it with a cute paper napkin and lay some home-baked biscuits or cookies. It is empty now, sadly, but won't be for long...
The flowers are a little wink ;) but the bowl (off white with a pink rim) is a reminder of my childhood and has a little anecdote attached to it. My parents had bought a few of these (pink- and blue rimmed, Habitat ca. 1982) for my aunt, who is a practical woman and lives in a small village in the Southwest of France, as a Christmas present. As she opened the gift, she shocked us all into silence when she said she didn't need them. I think my mum was rather annoyed at this open lack of politeness, but then, that's my aunt for you. So we took them back and I grew up with them and to this day, only this one has survived and was bequeathed on me when our household wares were split and spread across Europe.
I love the following mug. It feels very comforting due to its size, and is one of my most stylish mugs (I have 5 Simpsons mugs too, to give you an idea). I also often think of a friend to whom I gave the same one when having my cup of tea. (I bought it for myself afterwards, I liked it so much).
I've shown you mine, now show us yours!
