this made me think of my Great Granny Merlene Abercrombie. She had a couple of cabinets that she kept her pans and iron skillets in. She had a little stool she would sit on when she was "hunting" a specific pan, she cracked me up because she had names for all the pans and she would just fuss at them for being outta order or just being to heavy to pickup. She was the sweetest and funniest little woman, she talked to herself often, called herself by name and she would answer. I sure miss her