… at the grocery store:
FRIENDLY ROBOTS COOK MY FOOD
That’s a pressure cooker. I was a bit nervous about using a pressure cooker for some reason, and I wasn’t sure why I’d want one. Pressure what now? But a friend of my husband’s was EXTREMELY excited when he found out that we had a new pressure cooker, telling us that it was his VERY favorite kitchen tool and like a reverse slow cooker. Slightly emboldened, I decided to make sausages and peppers – one of our favorite things – for supper on Saturday night. So I browned the peppers:
And I also browned the sausages, which I’m not going to post a picture of, since sausages look flaccid, pale and flabby in their uncooked state. Ick! Then we closed the lid and FOUR MINUTES LATER:
Ta da! It was REALLY fast – really, really – and not even a little bit intimidating. It’s a great weeknight cooking tool, AND it’s cute, a friendly round little robot:
Do you see the yellow pail behind it, holding all of my messy motley of kitchen things? That was my Grandma’s candy pail, living on a low shelf in her pantry for my convience and full of caramels. I pass by it 500 times a day and each time feel the same little pang of loss and nostalgia, sweet on my tongue. And DO look out my kitchen window and note the lovely weather that greeted me this morning. It was SO very, very heartening that I went outside and made a little film for everyone of the LOVELY SPRING WEATHER that’s lifting my heart today.
Bah! Also, my voice is funny sounding – nasal and weird. Double bah! And it’s not the first of April, but I was confused by all of the snow or SOMETHING.