Ilva at Lucullian Delights asked all of us food bloggers to strip down to our aprons and take pictures. I thought it was a little forward of her to ask, but I’m susceptible to peer pressure, so I agreed.
Luckily, after a good night’s sleep and an objective review of the photos on my digital camera, I shan’t be posting any of those pictures. But, here’s the apron itself. Use your imagination.
I got it out of Boston Magazine's free bin when I worked there several years ago (one of the perks of working for a place that always receives unsolicited stuff). I love it for obvious reasons, but also because it's really short. I have enough trouble not tripping over my cats, my children, or my own feet in the kitchen, never mind a one-size-fits-all apron. It's the only apron I have and will probably ever have. And the flour stains you see? Those are permanent.