October 7, 2008
We’re all about pint-sized pastimes here Chez Petit Living. From making our own music (no electricity necessary!) to canning our own summer fruits, we’ve got the bug for living Small in our leisure. And thanks to my friend Jill (an LS regular — her dad made the rad recycled Corian pen, remember? Yeah. She’s that cool, too.), we’ve gotten the bug for cribbage:
It’s true: the game you thought fit for Aunt Gladys and her old lady cronies is basically the awesomest card game ever. It’s a madhouse over here with The Cribb — bedtime, mealtime, anytime’s a good time for a throwdown. All we need is our little board (the pegs nestle inside the bottom of the board; such a feat of engineering and clever storage!) and a deck of cards.
The best part? You can pick up a cribbage board at any secondhand store. I swear on all that I hold dear. If you don’t find a cribbage board at your local thrift shop, I will mail you $1.75 so you can buy one at the thrift shop one town over. Like wreath forms, cribbage boards flock to bargain basements like those proverbial flies to honey.
Why, you ask? Possibly because their previous owners didn’t know how to play the game. So, lest you find yourself in a similar jam, I’m giving you a direct line to The Rules, as set forth by the American Cribbage Congress.
Got it? Now, get pegging. Tell me how it goes.