Today, we would never be able to bring a cast iron pot in a suitcase! First of all, now there are strict weight limits on baggage. If you suitcase weighs more than 50 pounds on Iberia Airlines, you are assessed a fine of 60 Euros (more than $80!) It would never pass through security either, because on an X-ray machine it would look like one of Wiley Coyote's Acme bombs in the old Road Runner cartoons. We were lucky to have moved it when we did, in pre September 11th days.
Now this little pot sits on my hearth, except on Halloween when I move it to a more prominent place to display it or perhaps fill it up with treats. There is only one mark on the pot, and it is the word GRESTUMA which is a monastery in Portugal. Since La Bouza is on the border of Portugal, and myhusband's great grandmother, the mother of Tia Ascencion and his grandfather, was from Portugal, this is a clue to its origins. A Portuguese pot, residing in Spain and now in New Hampshire. A little pot that took a long journey!
A photograph of ancestors from La Bouza, Spain
Copyright 2010, Heather Wilkinson Rojo