That puckering is the result of my mad love for white vinegar. Sure, I’ve got the balsamic, the cider, the red wine, the white wine and the rice, all perfect and necessary in their culinary applications. But am I going to squander that balsamico to deskunk the spaniel? Remove stains with red wine vinegar? Use rice vinegar to descale the showerhead? I admit to once cleaning the powder room mirror with cider vinegar, but that was a drop-in-company emergency.
I am no housewife, but without that gallon of white vinegar I’d be one step closer to total crudditude.
(I was aiming for still life with Victrola, vinegar and tulips. Willow decided she’d improve the composition.)
My mother kept a clean house (well, she had Help,) but her motherly words of wisdom mostly went like this:
“The La Prairie Night Serum costs two hundred dollars an ounce, but it’s worth it.” Or: “A safe wardrobe is a dull wardrobe.” Or: “Jamie Oliver has never let me down.” But these bon mots have stuck with me since my teens: “When you’re washing windows go with vinegar and water. Wipe with newspapers. No streaks, no fuzz.”
I’m sure all of you clean out stainless steel with white vinegar, run a solution through your coffeemaker to keep its arteries open, whip together a batch of pickles or dressing for a slaw . But have you used it to keep kitties out of the sandbox? Brightened the color of your carpet? Killed fruit flies?
Before I started to pen this paean to white vinegar, I did a little research. For armchair housekeepers like me, I hit the jackpot. My Site of the Day:1001 Things to Do With White Vinegar.
I’m off to add some vinegar and sugar to that vase of tulips.