It's present time! It's present time! Open a present and see what's inside!"

Carl and Barb have accepted an offer on their home.
At the end of the month, they'll be moving to an assisted living apartment, and we will have a new neighbor. (oooh I know you are on the edge of your seat with excitement)

Barb brought over some "parting gifts" for me.

Today's Treasure:
her spice cabinet!
No. Not the cabinet itself. The contents.
How thoughtful, right? Since I'm the neighbor that's always borrowing an egg or a cup of sugar on Sunday's when I get the crazy urge to bake.

But, Um. Don't spices like....expire?
She told me she remembers moving some of these spices with her from her last house.

I mean, I KNOW they "last forever" or whatever, but they've lived in that house for 14 years. And look closely...
When's the last time you remember paying 33 cents for a metal tin of All Spice?
When's the last time you bought All Spice in a metal tin?
When's the last time you saw a white price tag on a non-clearance item at Walmart?

The packaging on some of these brings back memories of the spice cabinet from my childhood.
Which is really scary, because I am certain that everything other than the garlic salt and coarse ground pepper in MY spice cabinet growing up was at least 15 years old then.
My favorite is the Wyler's boullion cubes.
They look more like this now:
And it's really too bad the imitation brandy container is empty.

I can't wait for the estate sale. Geriatric spices aside...Barb has collected some awesome stuff. The glass bird collection, costume jewelery, and vintage clocks have my name all over them.