Tuesday, April 12, 2016
I remember this happening to me. I wonder if there some kind of article in a woman's magazine in the 50's of what to do with these cookie tins... clean them out and fill them with sewing supplies and give them to unsuspecting nieces for Christmas. Actually, I loved the sewing supplies, since my mother wouldn't let me use hers. But still... when you see "cookies", that kind of what you want.