Once, on Twitter I wrote:
@J__Swift @thanatos_net @TheGoodDeath My grandma grew up in rural North Tennessee. Once, when at an antique place, she saw an item mislabeled.
“Oh that’s a table.” “Oh no, child. That’s a coolin’ rack. I remember my grandmother on the porch on one. My momma told me to hide my eyes when they poured out the bowls”