I have it sitting on a glass but I do have an old Sunbeam mixer that it works on. Even though the mixer isn't as old as the one pictured, the juicer still works on it.
I've used/tried out the juicer but found it to be cumbersome. It's easier and less cleanup to just squeeze the juice by hand, but I guess if you had a lot of fruit that needed squeezing, it becomes handier. The juicer is one of those things that I have laying around in my sewing room. It probably should be packed away ... or given away, because I have no use for it, but for now, it's going back up on the shelf in my sewing room.
But basically, the reason I even found out about Vintage Thursday was because of the Juicer picture.
My next vintage treasure is kinda odd. It has sentimental value and a great story to go with it if nothing else.
Yes, it's a shovel. It's a really old shovel. It's at least 75 years old but it really looks almost brand new because it was so well cared for. It's shiney and the blade edge is so sharp on it, I'm sure it could cut like a knife.
This shovel belonged to my husband's Aunt Ethel. She passed away a few years ago at the age of 93 and this shovel is what I requested to have from her estate.
Aunt Ethel was one of those types that had an absolutely spotless home. Of course, with a spotless house inside, she also had a spotless house outside, with weed-free flower and vegetable gardens. Her gardening tools were cleaned, oiled and shined after each use. I've never in my life seen anyone but her clean and polish a shovel after using. I remember the very first time I saw her do this and was just simply amazed and impressed.
So, when she died, I requested to have her shovel. I use to keep it in the dining room, but now, with the grandson, I didn't want him to get hurt with it so it's kept upstairs in our hallway.
When I see it, I'm reminded of Aunt Ethel and I smile. She was an exceptional woman ... very out-spoken and opinionated. She tended to be blunt; saying exactly what she thought which caused some people to be wary of her, but I always got along fine with her and really enjoyed her stories of the old days.
When she was alive, she gave me her old rolling pin, telling me that she knew I would appreciate it and take care of it. I did and I still do. I have it hanging on the wall in the dining room.
I think she'd be really happy with how well I'm taking care of her shovel and rolling pin.
God bless that woman. She is missed, especially during the holiday dinners. She certainly was a character.
Happy Vintage Thursday everyone!