It's the little things

A couple of years ago I visited friend Debra at the Alpharetta Farmer's Market. She and sister Tina sell their delicious Tickles and Da Sauce! there every summer. After visiting and gabbing a bit I noticed a small canvas bag laying on the table. Debra called it a mushroom bag. Out of curiosity I bought one and brought it home.

Never was there a simpler or more perfect little thing to add to my stock of kitchen equipment. Debra promised it would keep mushrooms fresh for ages and that promise came true this evening. Rummaging around in the fridge looking for stuff for dinner, I found my mushroom bag tucked in the back of the fridge still full of the mushrooms I bought 3 weeks ago (and almost forgot).

They were as fresh as the day I bought them. Thank you Debra! I love my little mushroom bag.