I've been going to Upstate New York for the past few weeks with some friends who do many style-y things for a living, and one of them is that they collect antiques to sell in their store in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. They are good friends to have in many ways, but one of my favorite things about having these housemates is the way they can do a flea market like no one else. Lately, I've learned some of their tricks.
So this year, my summer travel souvenirs are mostly old funky things, and mostly for my kitchen of course. There are napkins that come with the musty odor of history and serving pieces that wear the nicks of time. I have perfectly seasoned cast-iron skillets and an ornate fish server I use for summer pies. I love each and every piece, and so does my wallet.