My grandmother was the world's best pickle maker. Every summer she would work so hard canning up all types of pickles. She would make dill, sweet, zucchini, lazy housewife, corn relish, pickled beets, and I'm quite sure there are others that are just not coming to mind at the moment. I love my memories of her busy in her kitchen. And of course one tool that she used over and over in her canning, as well as her baking, was a very cute measuring cup. I now have the honor of being in possession of that particular measuring cup. I don't use it as it is intended; but I keep it on my window sill as a sweet reminder of her. But this time of year, I use it as a vase by filling up a small baby food jar with water, and placing it inside of the cup. I just know she would approve.