I have this thing about colanders and strainers. Not sure what that really says about me. I’m holely or my mind works like a sieve. I recently bought a vintage chinois with stand and wooden pestle off eBay because I thought I could strain things. Haven’t used it yet. Then on Tuesday, I stopped at a resale shop and it was full enamel ware. I was in colander joyland!
I did buy a few strainers, put more back, and found a cute funnel and pot. None of them are valuable except to me.
Guess that’s all that matters. 
Love those colors! I like colanders, too, though I resist buying any that aren’t absolutely necessary — just no place to put them. I LOVE enamel — the really beat-up looking pieces that are worn down from use. I don’t buy it very often — again, no room — but I do adore it.
Marilyn–
I so understand and I have NO room for them either.
I put dibs on my mom’s old chinois and wooden pestle. It used to have a rubber mat, but that disintegrated years ago. I’ll be the cranberry sauce maker in the future.
Margaret–
I think my grandmother had one, but it disappeared in the midst of 6 sisters.
I’m hoping blackberry jelly will go through mine.
Thank you for the education, ladies. I have what you are calling a chinois. Belonged to my great grandmother. I thought it was a strainer she used to make applesauce. That pestle could double as a weapon. Knowing my ancestors, it probably did. Glad to know the correct term.
Debbie–
I have to admit that I didn’t know the proper name until Margaret told me. I hadn’t thought about the pestle being a weapon. Oh, yeah…next story a perp gets beaned by it!
I’m that way about ladles!
Jackie–
Don’t get me started on ladles either. I’ve got a few of those too.
The granite stuff is awesome.
I have one I would have given you. I think it was my mothers or at least one like hers/ At one time I used it for making applesauce. Certainly, I did not know you were into strainers, colanders. Let’s see, what could that possibly mean???? Hmmmmmmm.
Thanks, Julie! That would have been so special.
Scary thought about liking things with holes.
If you find out what that means, let me know.