Those of you who know me well, know that I visit thrift stores on a frequent basis.
Most often I’m not looking for anything in particular….more like it’s looking for me. I truly find it therapeutic to scan through shelves of books and dishes and well dishes mostly.
I’ve experienced the same thrill I felt today on several occasions but it’s been quite a dry spell for me. Today, however…..SCORE.
Sitting on the bottom shelf, amidst a sea of mix matched slow cooker liners & lids, scratched up non-stick skillets, dented cookware, and the like….was this big beautiful covered clay pot.
I abandoned my buggie in order to maneuver my way to it without ever taking my eye off the prize. This one was worth a fight (only if necessary of course).
When I picked it up….sheer joy came over me. I know I was beaming from ear to ear as its weight alone told me I had something special.
When I lifted the lid to inspect the inside it appeared its previous owner had used it as a planter instead of a roaster. That didn’t bother me one bit.
Instantly I was asked, “What are you going to do with that?” To which I replied with a smile in my voice, “Roast a chicken.”
A quick Internet search identified this beauty as a 117 Romertopf 6 1/2 quart Clay Baker. I’m going to clean it, find it a prominent spot on my bakers rack, and begin planning the perfect clay baker chicken recipe. Stay tuned…