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November 18, 2003

kitchen confessions

I, like Rush Limbaugh, have an addiction. I have had this overwhelming need for many years, and no matter how much I get, it's never enough.

What, pray tell, is this addiction for? Kitchen appliances, gadgets and cookbooks. I have more gadgets then Emeril. More appliances than I can ever use. And, I have cookbooks - many, many cookbooks. When I travel, I try to find at least one local cookbook - you know, the kind that a restaurant might sell, with local recipes featured.

I see some idiot Rotisserie on TV, I buy it.
Everytime I walk into Bed Bath and Beyond, I walk out with at least 3 new gadgets, and quite often a new kitchen appliance.

Some of them are wonderful, and well worth the money - my bread machine is fantastic. The Smoothie maker is great. My Jennair electric stove top is as good an electric stove top as you can get - gas would be nice, but the kitchen ain't plumbed for it, so I got electric.

But I have been bitten by George Foreman appliances twice, and I will never buy one again. Damned rotisserie - great chicken, but it take a week to clean all the parts. Heck, I can stop at the grocery store on my way home from work and buy a chicken that they have rotisserized all day for under $5 and they have to clean the mess up! Then I bought the George Foreman Five Star Grill, and it truly sucks - the angles are so weird on it that there is not enough space to grill a burger on it without it breaking in half. So, if I grill indoors, I use my old trusty Hamilton Beach Grill that I have had for at least 8 years - they don't even make it anymore, but it's big enough to put 4 hamburgers on it without making them the size of White Castle Burgers.

I also own just about all the cool gadgets you are likely to see on just about any show on the Food Network. In fact, while other people watch sports and whatever reality show is popular, my eyes are glued to the Food Network. I love watching them cook, and I try the recipes and they are great.

I think that a good meal is sexy, and likely to make for a lovely bedtime, and that's my story, and I'm sticking with it.

Posted by Beth at November 18, 2003 09:27 PM