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6 Old Kitchen Gadgets That Were in Every Home Growing Up

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Ah, the kitchen—a place that’s far more than just a room for cooking. It’s where memories are made, meals are shared, and maybe a few minor disasters happen (looking at you, childhood pancake mishaps). If you grew up in the ’80s or ’90s, you probably had a few kitchen gadgets that were as essential to your home as the family dog. Let’s take a stroll down memory lane and reminisce about six old kitchen gadgets that were pretty much in every household back in the day.

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The Mighty Can Opener

First up, the can opener. Not the electric kind, mind you, but the good old-fashioned manual one that required a bit of elbow grease. If you had the misfortune of having a can opener that was more temperamental than a cat at bath time, you know what I mean. You’d wrestle with it, trying to figure out which way it should turn while praying it wouldn’t just slip off and ruin your dinner plans. But when it worked? Oh boy, there was nothing like the satisfying sound of that can popping open. It was like a little victory each time, even if it was just a can of beans.

The Infamous Potato Masher

Next on our list is the potato masher, a kitchen tool that was practically a rite of passage for kids. If you were lucky, you got to take a turn mashing those fluffy potatoes right after they were boiled, and let me tell you, it was a workout! There was something oddly satisfying about squishing those spuds into creamy oblivion. And if you were feeling adventurous, you might’ve tried mashing a few other things—like bananas for that homemade baby food. Just be careful with the tomatoes; that concoction might still haunt your dreams!

The Classic Whisk

Then we have the trusty whisk, the unsung hero of countless desserts. Whether you were whipping up pancake batter or just trying to combine some eggs, this little gadget was always within arm’s reach. Watching someone whisk was like witnessing a mini workout—so much enthusiasm for something that seemed so simple! You’d be there, trying to make the perfect emulsion, and then, of course, there was that one time you accidentally launched egg whites all over the kitchen. Oops! But hey, you can’t make an omelet without breaking a few eggs, right?

The Ever-Reliable Colander

Every home had a colander, and it was a beautiful sight to behold. This perforated bowl was your go-to for draining pasta, rinsing veggies, or washing berries. Remember the times you’d hold it under the faucet, water streaming through those tiny holes, feeling like a kitchen magician? It was a multitasker before multitasking was even a thing. Plus, who didn’t love the satisfying sound of water splashing as you poured spaghetti into it? Just be careful not to drop it; a colander full of wet pasta is a recipe for disaster!

The Versatile Ice Cream Scoop

We can’t forget the ice cream scoop—every kid’s best friend. It was the tool that made summer afternoons brighter and birthdays more delicious. There was a certain technique to wielding that scoop, especially if you were trying to dig into a frozen brick of ice cream. And let’s be real, after a few scoops, it turned into a workout! You’d end up with more ice cream on the floor than in the bowl, but hey, that’s just part of the fun. It was all about the joy of sharing a scoop (or three) with friends and family, and those moments are what we cherish.

The Beloved Tupperware

Last but not least, let’s talk about Tupperware. Ah, the colorful collections of mismatched lids and containers that were the epitome of home organization (or chaos, depending on how you looked at it). There was always that one container that seemed to disappear, only to be found months later lurking in the back of the fridge, housing last week’s lasagna. But Tupperware was more than just storage; it was a symbol of love, packed lunches, and leftovers that you pretended to enjoy. And when it came to potlucks, those containers were the unsung heroes, holding everything from salads to casseroles.

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