My Uncool Kitchen Tool: Mom’s Mixer

published Feb 28, 2013
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When I moved from a college dorm into an apartment, my mother helped me stock my kitchen, allowing me to use precious Greenbax Stamps to purchase a sleek white hand mixer. When she saw it, she asked to trade, offering me her Iona avocado green mixer, a wedding gift from my father’s college friend English McCutchen. The mixer was only 20 years old then, and in fine condition. 

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My parents were married on June 5th, 1971. It was a beautiful day and the marriage was a good one. They also got some pretty sweet gifts, many of which are still in evidence today, finally cool again, in shades of avocado green, harvest gold, and burnt orange — including that mixer. 

My siblings and I threw a party for our parents on their 40th anniversary. One of their bridesmaids still had her dress from the wedding, a lovely avocado green empire waist gown with a Mandarin collar, which we displayed on a dress form, next to their wedding album and a replica of the bridesmaids’ bouquets. Almost everyone in the wedding party made it to our celebration and the day was filled with shared laughter and memories. The party was a surprise, though my mother had been given a little notice. She was tired from her cancer treatment and we knew she needed to reserve energy for the big day. A few days before, she sent me to the attic to find her veil, which she wore to the party, with white jeans and a linen tunic.

My mother died just days later, leaving behind years of happiness. The mixer, now more than 40 years old, still runs like a dream. And when it doesn’t? I’ll get it fixed, because it’s a piece of my mom and I won’t let go.

(Images: Anne Postic)