Seeing as I am in Nashville – it seems like a good time to blog about my house. Those of you have been through my cracker jack box of a house lately have noticed a bit of a change in the kitchen over the past year…since a certain someone started coming around.
So here we go – things I’ve noticed about my kitchen lately:
First of all…it’s being used. Earlier plans to convert it into a sports den have been scuttled.
You mean BESIDES the new fridge, stove, microwave, dishwasher, toaster and butcher block table? And ummm…the light fixture which is free with every $5,000 appliance purchase at home depot? Well…there’s not really a whole lot MORE to a kitchen than that, now is there?
How can a cupboard be sooooooooooo jam-packed and there STILL be nothing to eat in the house??? What, you call these things ingredients? I mean, what is this stuff…capers, sundried tomatoes, orzo, a $14 jar of “farmhouse lemons” (whatever the hell those are) and something called forbidden rice – which SOUNDS exotic, but looks like something I just plucked off Molly’s stomach. Isn’t there a leftover sleeve of Ritz crackers hiding behind all that Williams Sonoma shit?
I now own enough chamomile tea to soothe a small country
Molly’s open treat bag does NOT go in the same cupboard as the people food…(seriously, its forbidden rice – who’s hurting who here?)
The cookbooks have moved for the first time since 1997.
You can’t find a tin of cheap Folgers coffee around here for love nor money. Your choices are a $12-a-lb Starbucks coffee (still a steal compared to farmhouse lemons) or …chamomile tea.
I need not one but two $300 knives. Obviously, these come from the couture section of Williams Sonoma.
The George Foreman grill seems to find a deeper recess of my cupboard every time I look for it. Something tells me my old buddy George is not long for this world.
Apparently, we are SERIOUS about recycling…and if I throw one more Diet Coke can in the trash – its nothing but forbidden rice for me.
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OK, reading this 'dressing up the kitchen' blog after the 'dressing up myself in couture clothes' blog makes me ask myself the age old question--if you dress up a pig in high heels and make it wear perfume, is it still a pig?
who said anything about perfume?
True--I was just being nice. Oh, and "bless her heart"!
That was you being NICE???? Yikes - hold off on the tough stuff, wouldja? And I think its a smiley face =) rather than a "bless her heart"...
I like "bless her heart better"; it makes me feel like an almost Southerner. (And remember the earlier blog about the McSisters breaking bones when we were being nice--this really IS nice.)
Ok, has ANYONE read the ingredients section on the boxes of lean cuisine in a certain someones freezer? It's not even food for godsake. And you know what? The manufacturers of Lean Cuisine, the Nestles Company, the very same one that sent tainted baby formula to third world countries, has a nutritionist on staff. Her name is Marie, and she does not look very healthy! And that's all I have to say on the matter, except of course that a certain someone I know could make a fabulous meal from capers, sundried tomatoes, and "exotic" rice. Yep, every day, all day long, and it would contain NO preservatives or ingredients that can't be pronounced OR spelled. But that's another topic all together!
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