I adored countless things about my grandmother, one of them being her purse. Whichever stylish handbag Gram was carting around, it was usually the size of a small microwave… and a trove of the most unusual treasure. No matter whatever anyone needed, chances were good that Grammy had it in her purse. Case in point: once while dining with her for breakfast, I wished out loud for apricot jam and there it magically appeared from her purse.
